The curling flakes of winter have briefly returned out my window for another whack at the patience of humanity. Sitting in my studio the forest of white falls silently outside my door while I type my days work. Our harley parts are coming to fruition. the morning finds us working in the studio attending our own design meetings, convergence of the minds, feedback and morning back pains akin to the future late night groans we are anxiously awaiting after long summer adventures. Soon, Later this week, i will be meeting with potential landlords to move the studio and my occupational presence elsewhere, the current situation having expired it's emotional benefits.
Also this week, I have the hope of continuing my bronze casting having mother molds made, and Wax prep work in anticipation of creating the ceramic shell used for the burnout and casting process.
The Wax prep will eventually be submerged into a ceramic shell bath, and eventually the insides will be burnt out to create a cavity for the mold.
Interesting!
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