I caught the bus to the Boxshop and on the way I was thinking "I'm leaving tomorrow......this doesn't seem real." I walked into the shop knowing it was my last time. I made a point of drinking in the look, the smell, the feel of the place. Last. Time.
Then back to work...
It was actually a pretty quiet day. Not that many people showed up except for the stalwart crew.
I didn't tackle anything new today but I did flit around between different things I've been working on over the last month.
Sue is mostly complete and Clyde is beginning to be formed....
| The first flange of Clyde |
| Chalk drawings on the metal work bench during conversation with Lance about the S+L mushrooms |
The casters were at it again. I helped them lift casting boxes, pack some sand and assist in the pour.
Robert asked me to give him a hand just one more time with the bark. This time for layer C. (The bark. Oh my god! The never-ending bark!)
And I ended the day by grinding some slag off the skin for the fire mushrooms.
After 6 or 7 ground "skins" I was interrupted in my grinding by Margaret who told me that Babs wanted to have a word with me. It was a bit late and most of the FLG had pushed off home but there was a small handfull of stallwarts still going. They presented me with a plaque encased in bark - of all things! Did I mention that some have been referring to me as "King of Bark" (I'm not sure that's the best Playa name ever but I'll take it!)? It was very sweet.
| Parting gift from the FLG |
When I first discovered the FLG I read that they made monumental sculpture. At the end of my time here I have to say it is not just monumental - their work is impressively large, sturdy and enduring.
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