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featherynscaleI've fallen down on my good intentions to not injure myself before going to Dragon*Con. Possibly literally. I seem to have a big bruise on my right knee from... something? I don't know what. I like to think that I notice when I injure myself, but... er... no.
Also, for extra bonus points, I burned the hell out of a couple fingers last night while making swag for![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
kittenpants' art show panels. Note to self: Next time you say you'll do a florals project more complicated than standing some silk flowers in a vase, check to see if there's floral wire and green tape in the house. Fortunately, the thing has some gold in it, so the thin brass wire doesn't look terribly out of place, and a lot of it is covered with hot-glued on leaves (hence the burning). Looks pretty good, though. I think. It looked pretty good last night late, when I was really tired, anyway.
I'm really looking forward to the trip. In addition to all the usual Con goodness, I'll be extra excited to sleep in a place where there are no crickets. Yesterday, I killed two in the laundry room, and captured one in my bedroom and ejected it from the house, and still had one in the bathroom this morning singing its little fucking cricket legs off.triadruid tried to kill it, but it wriggled up under the toilet stool, and continued to sing just as loud, except now with a little more reverb. Crickets are rapidly rising to the status of most hated many-legged creature ever. Centipedes are really really gross, and spiders bite you on the ass, but neither of those things steals your sleep, as a general rule. I'm going to have to spray the wall between my bathroom and the laundry room. Perils of living next to the garage, I suppose.
Still to do:
- Finish caduceus. This is taking way longer than I thought. I had this clever plan to paint an undercoat of black on the snakes and then finish them with Rub'n'Buff, so that the scale pattern would be somewhat retained, but alas, the black paint refuses to dry properly. And I can't nail the snakes to the pole, I'm going to have to glue them to the pole, which adds several hours to my calculation for cure time. That'll be my first project when I get home. Glue snakes, clamp 'em down, 4 hours later, paint the effing thing and call it Good.
- Pick up leathers fromniveus_tigris. And, extra added bonus nosering. I've been trying to get a fake nosering that will support a fine chain, and had found one, except that it was neon green, and it needed to be gold. The finish wouldn't hold gold wax or gold paint, so kittenpants gilded it for me with adhesive and gold leaf. That was all well and good, except that the attachment mechanism had to push into the piece itself and spring back, and the adhesive got into the spring and effed it up. So I was bitching and moaning about where the hell I was going to find a fake nosering in the next 24 hours, and niveus_tigris says, "I could turn some brass wire for you...". And lo, he did, so that costume is saved. I knew I should have just gone ahead and pierced my nose a few months ago and saved myself a lot of trouble. :/
- Pack.
- Try to get some sleep before we go.
Also, for extra bonus points, I burned the hell out of a couple fingers last night while making swag for
kittenpants' art show panels. Note to self: Next time you say you'll do a florals project more complicated than standing some silk flowers in a vase, check to see if there's floral wire and green tape in the house. Fortunately, the thing has some gold in it, so the thin brass wire doesn't look terribly out of place, and a lot of it is covered with hot-glued on leaves (hence the burning). Looks pretty good, though. I think. It looked pretty good last night late, when I was really tired, anyway. I'm really looking forward to the trip. In addition to all the usual Con goodness, I'll be extra excited to sleep in a place where there are no crickets. Yesterday, I killed two in the laundry room, and captured one in my bedroom and ejected it from the house, and still had one in the bathroom this morning singing its little fucking cricket legs off.
triadruid tried to kill it, but it wriggled up under the toilet stool, and continued to sing just as loud, except now with a little more reverb. Crickets are rapidly rising to the status of most hated many-legged creature ever. Centipedes are really really gross, and spiders bite you on the ass, but neither of those things steals your sleep, as a general rule. I'm going to have to spray the wall between my bathroom and the laundry room. Perils of living next to the garage, I suppose.Still to do:
- Finish caduceus. This is taking way longer than I thought. I had this clever plan to paint an undercoat of black on the snakes and then finish them with Rub'n'Buff, so that the scale pattern would be somewhat retained, but alas, the black paint refuses to dry properly. And I can't nail the snakes to the pole, I'm going to have to glue them to the pole, which adds several hours to my calculation for cure time. That'll be my first project when I get home. Glue snakes, clamp 'em down, 4 hours later, paint the effing thing and call it Good.
- Pick up leathers from
niveus_tigris. And, extra added bonus nosering. I've been trying to get a fake nosering that will support a fine chain, and had found one, except that it was neon green, and it needed to be gold. The finish wouldn't hold gold wax or gold paint, so kittenpants gilded it for me with adhesive and gold leaf. That was all well and good, except that the attachment mechanism had to push into the piece itself and spring back, and the adhesive got into the spring and effed it up. So I was bitching and moaning about where the hell I was going to find a fake nosering in the next 24 hours, and niveus_tigris says, "I could turn some brass wire for you...". And lo, he did, so that costume is saved. I knew I should have just gone ahead and pierced my nose a few months ago and saved myself a lot of trouble. :/- Pack.
- Try to get some sleep before we go.
