I've spent the last 3 days learning a new skill... melting metal together... aka welding. Yes, now I can make a fairly decent weld as well as grind and plasma cut and you know, like build a fire cauldron with 15 of my new friends. (Photos coming courtesy of Jamie.)
I remember the yellow-green glow of the metal through my auto-reflecting helmet as I welded. I was transfixed. Me and the metal. It's really no surprise. I have a love affair with my car, my motorcycle, and other mechanical things. Why not the very stuff they are made of? And the ability to manipulate it. Or at least stick it together. Or is it the "glue that dries clear" that interests me so much? Or fascination with a skill I have wanted to learn for so long?
So yeah. The sculpture is going to Burning man and I am too. I've come home late, covered in sweat and grime and stink and exhausted three days straight. Tonight a burn on my right arm and phone number on the left. I'm about to take a shower and clean the stink off. The skills remain. Now I just need some welding equipment. It's time to make office furniture.
Normally I'd ask "Is there anything this woman can't do?" But I already know the answer: No. There isn't.
Posted by: Will Campbell | June 13, 2005 at 04:04 PM
Well, I have recently learned that I can't arm wrestle worth anything.
Posted by: heathervescent | June 16, 2005 at 09:13 AM