I promised some people that I’d show them the gemstones that I currently have pairs of (turns out I only have singles of rubies right now… gotta make a mental note to pick some up) for them to choose from so here is a photo of that. The skull rings in the background are all from my new mold but on the middle one I just cut the jaw off, and it has some unusually orange-toned citrines in the eyes, and the left one has a pair of peridots. I’m 100% self taught this stuff so today I experimented with a new method of mounting the gemstones. I drilled out the eye sockets from behind and dropped the stones into place from the inside of the ring and then melted the metal back into place, filling the hole around the stone to hold it solidly in place. It seemed to work nicely and it didn’t require any careful sculpting to avoid damaging the shape of the face so I think I will continue using that method until I think of something more effective.
That can be zoomed for a closer look…
As I updated below I woke up at about 5AM being punished for yesterday’s prideful ambition. Youch. I could barely make it across the room, but for some stupid reason that I haven’t figured out yet I decided to walk the 4km down to Dufferin Mall and back to have a snack of some seaweed salad at the sushi place and some fresh squeezed orange juice at the juicer kiosk. I guess I am trying to figure out what my limits are. Well, I’m definitely butting up against them because I pretty much can’t walk now. To my surprise the worst of it is my hip joints and my shins. My thighs hurt so much all the time that whatever additional pain they’re in just isn’t registering, and I suspect the reason the hip joints hurt so much is that I have such a terrible “unorthopedic” (is that a word?) gait from the muscle damage, but I’m not sure why the shin muscles would be so wrecked. Tomorrow I’m going to try and spend the afternoon walking around the Royal Winter Fair, and I think after that I will have to call it quits. But I really want to know how hard I can push myself on vacation because I hate letting Nefarious see too much of my condition.
Other than that, we have a bit of a mouse problem here in this building, so to amuse myself I squeezed out a silly critter out of some wax remnants and hid it in the cupboard next to Caitlin’s coffee… This morning I eagerly waited for a screech, but unfortunately she is too used to pranks from the Larratts she has lived with and I did not get my cheap thrills.