Naart Day 19
Aug. 19th, 2009 06:09 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
Edit: Ow. I just realized I've rather buggered up my left hand with all this carving, so will defray commenting on other folk's Naart until later (prob. tomorrow).
Here's today's contribution to
naarmamo . All my Naart is here, from 2006 to present, divided into galleries by year.
Today I was thinking of going to the grocery, cutting back hedges, or at least testing the pool & adding acid, only I didn't feel up to any of the above (and discovered I had no clean work clothes so had to do 2 loads of laundry during which time my ankles swelled up & hurt & I got tired and WHINE WINGE BITCH MOAN COMPLAIN), so I turned joyfully to Google video to continue my Top Gear marathon (I'm now on the 21st page of the search results for 'top gear challenges') while doing some Naart that could be accomplished whilst sitting on my backside in front of the computer.
The whole day. *GLEE*
Many years ago I bought an Exacto wood carving set. The things turned out to be so blunt and dull and *safe* that they were pretty much useless for carving (possibly good for clay work).
So my father made me these carving tools. He hammered masonry cut nails into dowels, sledgehammered them into various shapes, sharpened them on his grindstone, and then did a bit of wood-turning on them. They work great. Especially on soap. As you can see the soap carving's snout poking out of the mass of shavings I caught in the bowl.
Last year I bought a big (14 oz.) bar of weird bright pink soap (the brand name is Zote) in a thrift shop, and put it aside, hoping to remember it this August. It carved *brilliantly* far better than Ivory soap with no shattering or cracking or even thin bits snapping off unexpectedly. Mind you, it smells like fake roses so strongly I've scented the whole house. The color was a bit off-putting, but after racking my brain, I thought of something I might be able to carve which could be found naturally being pink.
The funny thing was that after a while my hands were so sticky from soap shavings that I went to wash them, and the first thing I did was pick up the bar of hand soap by the sink... don't neeed more soap. The pig is beautifully translucent- it's 6pm by the time I finished, so not much sunlight. On a bright day, it'd GLOW.





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Today I was thinking of going to the grocery, cutting back hedges, or at least testing the pool & adding acid, only I didn't feel up to any of the above (and discovered I had no clean work clothes so had to do 2 loads of laundry during which time my ankles swelled up & hurt & I got tired and WHINE WINGE BITCH MOAN COMPLAIN), so I turned joyfully to Google video to continue my Top Gear marathon (I'm now on the 21st page of the search results for 'top gear challenges') while doing some Naart that could be accomplished whilst sitting on my backside in front of the computer.
The whole day. *GLEE*
Many years ago I bought an Exacto wood carving set. The things turned out to be so blunt and dull and *safe* that they were pretty much useless for carving (possibly good for clay work).
So my father made me these carving tools. He hammered masonry cut nails into dowels, sledgehammered them into various shapes, sharpened them on his grindstone, and then did a bit of wood-turning on them. They work great. Especially on soap. As you can see the soap carving's snout poking out of the mass of shavings I caught in the bowl.
Last year I bought a big (14 oz.) bar of weird bright pink soap (the brand name is Zote) in a thrift shop, and put it aside, hoping to remember it this August. It carved *brilliantly* far better than Ivory soap with no shattering or cracking or even thin bits snapping off unexpectedly. Mind you, it smells like fake roses so strongly I've scented the whole house. The color was a bit off-putting, but after racking my brain, I thought of something I might be able to carve which could be found naturally being pink.
The funny thing was that after a while my hands were so sticky from soap shavings that I went to wash them, and the first thing I did was pick up the bar of hand soap by the sink... don't neeed more soap. The pig is beautifully translucent- it's 6pm by the time I finished, so not much sunlight. On a bright day, it'd GLOW.
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Date: 2009-08-21 09:04 pm (UTC)Pink Thing!!
Date: 2009-09-22 11:53 pm (UTC)Anytime you rise, I'm here, and I'm crazy for you pink thing. You make me want to laugh, you make me want to cry, when I stroke your head I feel a hundred heartbeats high, pink thing.
I want to take you out and show you round the world, pink thing it'll be OK. If I could only wake you from your slumber curled, pink thing what would straight folks say? That man isn't fit to enter heaven. That man is a sinner. Ever burning in disgrace. Pink thing, spit in my face, I'd love you for it.
Anytime you call, I'll fall into madness for you pink thing. You make me want to live. You make me want to die. And when I stroke your head I feel a hundred heartbeats high, pink thing.
I want to take you out and show you to the girls, pink thing they're a whole new tribe. If you could only see the way the way the gingham swirls, pink thing it's a whole new vibe. That man isn't fit to be a father. That man is a sinner. 'Fore they cast me down to die, pink thing, spit in my eye, I'd love you for it. Yes, I'd love you for it.
Any time you rise, I'm here, and I'm crazy for you pink thing. You make me want to laugh, you make me want to cry. And when I stroke your head I feel a hundred heartbeats high, pink thing. Hundred heartbeats high, pink thing. Hundred heartbeats high.
I want to introduce you, take you to the brink thing. I want to introduce you, tell me what you think thing. I want to introduce you, make that missing link thing. Don't you think it's time you met some female pink thing?
You make me want to laugh, you make me want to cry, so why is it I'm happy when there's tears down in your eye? Little pink thing.
Re: Pink Thing!!
Date: 2009-09-22 11:55 pm (UTC)it is...
Date: 2009-09-22 11:57 pm (UTC)Hey, sweetie. Sorry I've been absent so long.
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