Two Mondays ago the bronze class poured my piece called by many "What the Hell is that?" Part trilobite, tortoise shell and plant roots, the waxes looked like this.
Unfortunately, there wasn't enough metal to fill my piece (last in the heat). I let out a Fuck, and then a FUCK that could be heard other side of campus. My fault really. Even though I was not directing the pour, I could see there wasn't enough metal in the crucible. I didn't intervene, and it came up short.
No problem, Over the Thanksgiving holdiay I crafted a wax part of the missing metal, got it all invested and burned out and ready for the Monday pour.
While this mold was being seated in the box, one student poured some sand into my mold. FUCK I said and grabbed the mold to shake the sand out. Problem is cold moist sand sticks to the interior of a hot ceramic mold. When I devested the piece, the edge that was to be welded had sand and gas porosity pinholes in it.
So after fixing that, I TIG welded the pieces together and now am in the process of grinding and sanding.
This isn't the first sculpture I've rehabilitated. Some I've completely reanimated.
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