The suspense is killing me. I hear though sound waves traveling through interstate wires that the previous sculpt has been fine tuned and prepped for a silicone bath time. This is what I hear. I can’t quite come to terms with such a concept. I simply spewed something out on a scrap of paper, and it is suddenly going to be a “thing”. Makin’ Nouns. Phil is a fucking superhero.
There was once a while ago that we had a similar spurt of such. It went well, though maybe more ambitious than we realized. Regardless, Phill sculpted the shit out of a design 3 times till he got it how he wanted it, then went through the mill of disaster and figured out mold making. Like from scratch he did all the research and countless attempts until he was able to cast a perfect and amazing figure. Then handed it to me and I dropped the ball. It was too awesome and I felt inadequate to carry it forward. Again maybe it was too ambitious and it cause it to hit a wall.
hmm. still my fault. and here I am sitting pretty just awaiting for something to happen I suppose. Damn. Can’t be that guy again. I gotta make sure to bring my baked yams to the potluck this damn time. What’ll I do since I’m shit at sculpting? Maybe Ill give the mash up thing a try. Had a couple ideas and so I’ll see what comes of it.
