Friday, March 23, 2012
I made my first solo attempts with the Art Clay Copper last night.
(Which, if you were paying attention to yesterdayís post, means I didnít work out.)
I didnít do a FANTASTIC job; I used a texture pattern Iíd ordered, hoping that the channels in it would be deep enough to use for epoxy claying crystals into; in reality, not so much. If I want channels, Iím going to have to dig them myself. One came out pretty well, even with me attempting to deepen the channels; the other one, not so much. Not sure why, other than it was the second piece, it was a little dryer than the first piece, and I just barely had enough to do what I wanted to do. Then after theyíd dried, and Iíd messed with the channels, I drilled (with a file) a hole through each so that I could put an earwire through them; one went perfectly, the other one cracked open. I was able to glue it back together... I think... but Iím not sure how well itís going to fire. Weíll have to see.
I do not currently have the place appropriately set up to fire the clay. When I say this, I mean that the kitchen counter is currently too covered with crap. The thought occurs that I COULD fire on the dining room table, which is significantly larger and more convenient, but itís located pretty much DIRECTLY under the smoke detector. Given that the clay DOES give off a bit of smoke when it fires, this seems counterintuitive. Maybe if I have a fan really close by? The kitchen counter is close to a window, but... OK, this is the crazy person talking, but I donít want to open it. Thatís how the mystery bug from the kitchen light fixture got in.
Why oh why did I have to have a hobby that creates smoke and fumes? Why?
Canít I just skip this whole torch-firing step and go straight to the kiln? Yíknow, that thing that creates thousands of degree temperatures and will readily burn my house down?
I so have the wrong hobby. *sigh*
I think Iím going to go with the nearby fan option, and hope for the best.
Iíve also read that the smart thing to do, for your first torch firing, is to fire the heck out of a small ball of clay, just so you know what it looks like when youíre overfiring (and, subsequently, melting) your piece. Better to do that with something you donít care about than something you slaved over, right?
Man, Iím scared of this stuff! LOL!
I kind of want to make something I like better than I do what I made yesterday, before I get to the actual firing step. Because to go through all that trouble, just to end up with something Iím not actually going to LIKE that much...? Hmm. Something to think about. Of course, itís really just a way of delaying the inevitable; actually firing the bloody things. But I think I WILL go ahead and do that. Now that Iíve done it, I think I have a pretty good idea of what I want to do. And I just did ovals yesterday, because it was my first try. But what I WANT to do is one of the hearts. With either the plume or the grapevine texture. Probably plume. :-)
In other news....
Near as I can tell, Iím back at square 1 with the reflux. Iím thinking of starting up with the Carafate syrup again, seeing if that helps any. Goodness knows I have enough of it; I might as well see if it can actually help me. I just wish the dosing instructions on it werenít so picky. 1 hours before eating or two hours after, 2 hours after taking any medications, etc. etc. Basically, the only time I was ever able to consistently take it even once a day (instead of the 4 times a day I was prescribed) was by setting an alarm for 2 hours after I went to bed! Not fun. But if it means Iíll start feeling better and can sleep in a normal position again... why not?
In the meantime... sleeping propped up on pillows is no fun, but at least itís helping. Iím looking into bed wedges, but money is extremely tight just at the moment, so itís gonna have to wait a bit.
Currently, thereís a front pushing into central NJ, so I pretty much want to curl into a ball until itís all over and the pain in my head, neck and shoulders stops. And Iím hormonal, and bored, so while I do that, I want to eat... EVERYTHING. I havenít done anything naughty yet, but I so want to.
OK, now I have; I ate a Glutino bar again. I should never have brought in the, ďOh, no, I forgot my snack,Ē emergency box of Glutino bars! Itís turning out to be less of an emergency, more of an, ďIím hungry and I have food! YIPPEE!Ē thing.
This day is really freaking long!
END IT ALREADY!!!
OK, folks. I need to find something else to do for this last half-hour, if for no other reason than I have officially run out of things to complain about.
Thanks again for being there for me yesterday. It helped immensely, just knowing you were there and you cared.
Have a great rest of the day, and if I donít talk to you, weekend, too. If I burn the house down, Iíll endeavor to update my SP status to reflect that. ;-)