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.
I am so terribly sorry to hear about KC, but that’s why Ray came into your life when he did, not to replace, but to help fill that little void you are definitely feeling. I know he is a pain in the ass, but that is the foremost job of a cat (or any pet). I’m so happy you are settling into your new surroundings and are keeping true to your creative self.
Thanks, Marj. Ray’s full name is Ray of Sunshine. 🙂 We had just had what were the most awful days of the move, and we were feeling raw and hopeless. Ray was just what we needed.
I laugh because I feel your pain and it makes both less. You’ll have the studio again when you need it most. How wonderful that Ray is here to help you through this; both KC and the move.