Of Bronze and Metal, Casting and Community
I’ve been messing around a little with casting metal for a while. When I was a kid, I would make molds out of cuttlefish bones, and cast lead into them. I did this in my room, often without the knowledge of my mother. I only caught the rug in my room on fire a few times, and never seriously. I’d taken to keeping a cup of water handy for putting out the rug.
As I mentioned in a previous post, I went to BurningMan this year, and had a good time, and an experience filled time. I was gifted an aluminum necklace, round, with a man in the middle, arms held high in the stereotypical burner way. I really appreciated that necklace, and treasure it.
And so I decided that I’d enjoy making pendants of my own to gift to people who really showed themselves to be special folks, or for those doing a really great thing. I also decided that I could make these myself, as is my wont. So I made a first one, a little man, arms held high.
I like to do things myself. Things that are interesting to me, or are difficult. It’s pleasant for me to take such a project and make it real. I love being able to say (and I think of Gir from Invader Zim here), “I made it myself!”
