mumbling to myself aloud, in public. at times it is embarrassing, but it is as it is.
I know you're expecting art!
It is here, but interwoven / embedded with cyber residue of life.
Saturday, June 18, 2011
prepping trash for new space
prepping harvested accumulated urban trash for my hermitage. these stools have bent plywood butt and back plates. one has some gosh awful padded junk. I think I will cut new plywood back and butt plate and attempt bending plywood technique to match others. though perhaps I could cover one shaped seat with plastic and when wood is prepared clamp it to seat shape I want it to match. just thinking about how to do it. also, lot of work, but contemplating using wood like my oak planter boxes to make hardwood floor. like a real old fashioned one. hmmmm. I am suppose to be making art, but really won't this be art?
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