This is Ray. He adopted us.
Not really. That’s just my way of saying it was a mostly good day.
The good: went to Home Depot for more birthday shopping (yesterday was a big wardrobe spree) to get some lighting. Along the way I picked up a fogger. I know, I may regret it, but I thought I’d give it a shot again, after many years without. I also got a Projector Kit for a surprisingly reasonable price. I was glad it had a USB hookup as well as the included SD card, because I figured the stuff with the projector would be kitschy and awful. Well, no. The videos were done by AtmosFX, and they do some lovely work. The “Beckoning Beauty,” which is a ghost bride, is so scary I wouldn’t play it for youngsters. So naturally, I’ve been using it as my testing video.
Thing is, I had a hard time getting anything done today. This is why:
My studio.
More horrible mess.
Workshop isn’t so bad
I can’t even find my scissors, so I’ve been carrying the one pair we have up and down the stairs. Oh, and there are more studio boxes in the garage.
I want to back-project on to mesh, but I don’t have anything suitable. It was working really well on some thin plexiglass, but there were flaws, so I noticed there was still protective plastic on it, and that’s where the flaws were. So I removed it. You know what happened, don’t you? It’s the protective film that was picking up the projection. So now the plastic is all clean…and useless. The screen mesh I have doesn’t work well, so I guess I’m heading to the fabric store tomorrow with a flashlight, to see what will work.
Having struck out there, I tried to find my hot wire knives to get started on a tombstone. Nopers.
So yay on acquisitions, nay on getting any work done. Tomorrow the Spousal Unit leaves early in the morning for a short business trip, so I’m gonna bury myself in the studio and see if I can churn something out.
PS: Another thing that happened during the hiatus: we lost our beloved KC, our kitty companion of 21 years. We didn’t plan on getting another cat. I’m allergic, and cats can be a pain in the ass. Well, on the last day we were in the hotel before we moved to our house, on literally the last trip in to get our stuff, I spotted a kitty on the grounds. He was a teen, starved, and came right to us. We took him to the vet to check for a chip, we registered on all the databases, we did everything we could to find his people, because he was obviously someone’s pet. But no people appeared. Except for us, I guess. Ray is an awesome cat, and as you can see from the picture, he’s filled out nicely. And yes, he’s totally a pain in the ass, but we love him.