Disaster....
posted by Barbara Muth at 6:37 PM
Tuesday, May 09, 2006
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I was raised in a mixture of culture and language that was at once both stimulating and discomforting, making me feel that wherever I was, I did not belong. I handled this by losing myself in the art that filled my home and by learning to anticipate the behavior of the people around me so that I could prepare myself for whatever was ahead. I became a diligent observer of people. By the time I went to college my curiosity about what humans need to cope with the joys and challenges of life was insatiable. I studied psychology and eventually made my way into a career as a behavioral scientist. In my mid-twenties, I began to explore the role that art had in my personal process of making sense of the world. Art is the space in which I explore the experience of being human, not as a scientist, but as a philosopher.
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2 Comments:
I love the piece and definintely wouldn't chuck it. The worst thing about doing a repair is that you lose the layering in the area you repair: everything is cut off in the same place right through all the overlappings so it stands out more. Grumble, grumble, grumble.
I think I may have solved that problem, the fact that the break was curved helped. And that eventually I go for a full fuse. I put it on a 24hr schedule, creeping up at 50 dph to a new tack fuse, then once everything's in place I'll flip it over, slowly slump the front flat and then ramp up to a nice long full fuse. Shouldn't lose my lines too much that way. And if I hate it, I'll assemble a new one, not the end of the world!
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