A new Miscellaneous Adventures product, the Stream Water Scoop. A shallow bowl designed for drinking water straight from streams. Attach to your belt or bag for easy access. Hand carved from birch for a London based store, details of which to follow soon.
mmmm, i love me some giardia in the morning.
if i were dying and actually needed to scoop water straight from a stream, knowing full well that it is probably contaminated, i’d cup my hands to suck down the life giving/taking protozoa water.
For those asking, here is my Saturday.
this is the wizard of oz backdrop for camp. it took 4 hours. i do all the backdrops on a 12x8’ disposible painter’s tarp. the tarp is a papery material with a plastic backing, so i can lay it down on the patio and not worry about colors soaking through…because it’s designed to prevent that from happening.
the paint is tempera poster paint. i added some water to the grass and did individual vertical brush strokes with a 2” chip brush for the grass, i think it worked pretty well… much better than trying to fill in that much area with paint. for the sky, i used a similar watered down method, but splatter painted with the blue drops by flicking 3 chip brushes full of paint-water at the tarp. also, much better than painting the entire sky blue. the emerald city is outlined in sharpie, standard method for making a painting stand out or sharpening edges. i’m leaving the yellow brick road as is, no lines.
i cheated a little on the clouds. i used blue and white acrylic to cover the tempera splatter paint in the sky. they look good, though. my favorite part are the poppies. i used various size sponge pieces cut into circles and stamped the red on to the field of grass. i tried to give it some depth in combination with the yellow brick road, and i think it worked.
i don’t normally post all my decor for camp, but since i spent 4 solid hours on this and i was a solo artist, here it is. not redonkulous, but it is 100% camp.
i forgot to paint the hot air balloon, but i think i’ll one-up myself and instead of painting, i’ll hang a red balloon with a basket underneath from the rafter so that i get a 3D hot air balloon in front of the backdrop.
When its finally time for camp to start and I’m all like….
sometimes it’s funny seeing/hearing the counselor perspective on feelings at/before/during camp. as a staff person, this is me year round.
no, not really. but sometimes i am like Buddy is here. like when we start up planning again in December, or when i start a fun new project. or when camp really does start for the week because that’s when i know all the theoretical fun stuff we’ve been working on becomes real-life fun stuff. also when i get to Chili’s after camp and take that first sip of beer.
this is probably one of the best feelings. to be someone who means something to someone else. the kids know that when this person shows up, the fun starts. to have a following. to be rumored. the veteran kids tell the new kids about the fun they had in previous years.
(Source: summercampconfessions, via fortheloveofcamp)
Meet Roz. She’s got her eye on you.
this is one of the decorations for “monsters and creatures” day at camp. the day’s theme incorporates Monsters Inc, where the wild things are, Yetis, Bigfoots, the cat in the hat, and really anything that sort of vaguely falls into the “monster” or “creature” realm.
i cheated on this batch of pictures. sometimes i draw out my stuff by hand while looking at a sample, this time, i needed all my pictures to be perfect the first time, so i used a projector and traced it. the painting is all me, though. kinda proud of this one. i love Roz’s character.
this is one of the portrait backgrounds that will go in these DIY crown molding frames. this is the silver frame with antique finish on it. some of the other backgrounds were somewhat masculine, so i decided to even the gender field by painting a “girly” background i’m calling this one the Gryffindor portrait. the fat lady is missing, obviously. maybe she’ll show up to let us in soon.
the idea behind these framed portraits without people is that we’ll hang them around the dining hall at camp (at face height) and counselors can stand behind the frame but in front of the portrait background (it’s only tacked to the frame at the top) so it looks like they’re alive in the picture, just like in Harry Potter. cool, huh? yup.
There’s about 3 pounds o saw dust in the barrel and about. 1/4 cup of the fine dust in the vacuum. Not bad for $3 worth of parts. #woodworking #woodshop #dustcollection
this is on my build list as well. it’s a part of my dream where i have a vacuum boom arm that swivels around my shop connecting to any tool i’m using. it sucks dust into the separator, which is easily emptied, leaving only the fine particles in the vacuum canister.
Little mistakes made in high school and then uploaded to oblivion manifest themselves physically years later. In 2009 I painstakingly traced the face of an Oreo cookie and uploaded to Wikipedia. Today the freshman girl unknowingly gave me my own file to CNC cut in foam. All the corners I cut in 11th grade become apparent. Look at that R. It’s easy to forget the Internet is a real place. Forgive cut quality, serious hurry.
I don’t reblog often, but when I do, I reblog Robb Godshaw. Nice work Mister.
this is incredible. it’s a CNC milled oreo cookie. it makes me hungry.
Also, I am wearing a new full grain leather belt today. It smells like I just tanned a fucking cow in my cubicle. It smells great. I love the smell of tanned leather, but I think it has an effect on me similar to Jack and Coke. I want to punch someone in the throat for no good reason. I need a vacation.
I drove to Ikea at lunch today in search of free cardboard. to get there, I had to drive a back road which passes along a grungy bus depot and an empty lot with a cyclone fence around it. there were a few pallets leaning against the fence and on the ground of the lot.
I couldn’t help but wonder why a pinterest woodworker left their newly upcycled garden bench, dining room table, bookshelf, and headboard laying in the abandoned lot. Then I figured they must have brought their creations out there for the necessary “urban decay” backdrop for the pending instagram picture. As if Fishtown doesn’t have enough empty lots with cyclone fences and heroin needles laying around.
I did not see any high-end vintage hand tools, so I assume they left them in their zipcar.