Glass babble

[rolanni]

Let's see... Sunday? Let's go with Sunday.

Snowed on the overnight; seems to be raining now. The cats have got Classic Rewind on LOUD, so I guess it's gonna be that kind of a day.

First load of laundry is washing. Rice is cooking. I need to strip the bed, and clean up my "business desk." Again. Honest to ghu, I'm never here and still it gets shored up with papers and...Stuff. I'm not sure how I ever kept this under control, because let it be said that Steve did not do the paperwork.

Going out after lunch to finish up my glass piece.

Speaking of glass, I watched three? I think three -- photos, food, light, robots -- so that's four episodes of the first season of Blown Away last night. I am pleased to report that my Art Antenna is still Finely Tuned.

One of the judges Questioned the Color Choice used on a project (color was not part of the brief for this project), and I had just drawn in a sharp breath to yell "foul!" when they flipped to a clip of the artist, saying, "That was so inappropriate!"

So -- yeah. It was.

They also put down another artist for producing a piece that "you'd find in a gift shop," which -- artists gotta eat, says the SciFi Writer, and producing something that someone else will look at and say, "Take my money," is not to be sneered at. Also, in the case, the artist had been attempting something very challenging -- and it broke off of the punty. He should've gotten points for diving right back in at the last hour and making a professional piece.

I remember that time that Steve and I wrote the wrong book -- which we discovered as we were going through it prior to printing out the submission copy. EEK. And also, "OK. We can fix this."

There was one person eliminated -- the very first person eliminated, in fact -- who did deserve a bit of harshness. His piece also broke coming off the punty, and instead of trying to see if there was anything he could rescue, he picked the piece up off the floor, and dropped it again, deliberately smashing it. He was disqualified for having given in to the sin of despair, which -- I understand why he did it? But a deep breath would've been in order.

The other thing that's kinda bothering me -- is this fascinating or what? -- is that the hype is: you gotta make this in four hours, folks, and then the pieces go into the annealer, and you're left with the feeling that they came right out after time's called and set up in display, instead of having cooled at some preposterous temperature -- 1000F? Like that -- for 12 hours.

So the schedule is: The artists get a Hell Day where they're competing. The pieces go into the annealer. The artists go back to the hotel and drink. Next day, they come back, get their pieces out of the annealer, and participate in staging the "show" for the judges.

. . .I'm done now.

What's everybody doing today?

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[reedrover]

Food is fascinating now.