Spent the day in the studio today, making room for the pug mill (Turns out one cannot really “make room” – stuff is still takes up space if you move it around… But I digress…) So… feeling rather suffocated.
Not like I was surrounded by Greyhound Sculptures wrapped in plastic… Like Frank here – who is drying nicely.
Or the new piece which is still very early (and hopefully NOT drying).
The Three Dog Night piece is also wrapped and under a slightly damp towel to slow the drying process.
The runner dog is wrapped in plastic too.
Feels like a lot of forms covering in plastic in the studio at this moment.
Of course, these forms are bored by the entire process. “Why aren’t we doing something interesting? Cleaning sucks.”
Ahh, pups, but it will feel so good when these pieces are finished and the studio is clean. I know it’s no match for the dog park or walkies or running full out.
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The pups look a little concerned about their brethren trapped in all the plastic wrap!
Your pups always have the cutest expressions on their faces!
Looks like an archaeological dig where they found greyhounds preserved in peat moss, and are now wrapped in plastic until further study. The hounds do look a little concerned for their ‘clay cousins’
I lack patience, so I’d struggle through this part of the process…
Re PCs…their death rate seems to have a direct correlation to how expensive they were and when their warranty ran out.