Barometer Re-Mount...

I've re-mounted my barometer as I intend using it's original mounting for the Televisual Simulacrumating Device as a speaker mount...

I'm very fond of my barometer...
It tells me all I really need to know about the world outside...

Tick Tock Chicken Clock...

At the risk of seeming completely obsessed by time pieces, here's my current favourite clock...
It has a pleasingly loud 'tick, tock' which makes a nice change to the smooth silence of battery powered quartz movements...
It's a product of the People's Republic of China...
The mother hen's head nods with the tick...
It adds a comforting ambience to the room especially in the early hours of the morning when, I'm reminded by a stern voice, I should be in bed...

The Old Clock Face Revived...

I've wanted to revive this clock face for sometime now...

It did have it's original clock mechanism attached to the back but sadly it was way beyond repair (although I still have it stored in a box under the bench for future restoration/repair)...
I butchered the clock that I'd hung on the back wall of my shed and ended up with this 'shabby-chic' time-piece...
I even know what time I took this picture...

Beachwood Collection Cart (Luxury Model) 01

I had the cart all ready to attend a picnic...

Comfort and splendor guaranteed...

Sadly the venue was changed to a hall in in a nearby town and I balked at dragging it 7 miles there and (possibly inebriated) back home...

Smiths Selectric Mantle Clock Resto...

If there's one thing I truly dislike having to do it's removing paint...
The previous owners of this Smiths Selectric Bakelite Mantle Clock had given it at least two hefty coats of gloss white paint...
I daren't use any kind of paint stripper on it for fear I might damage the finish...

I'd love to say all this effort was worth it but...
The clock don't work...
I'll have to take it to see my man Beresford Greene (genius)
(Turns out I'm pretty crap with photo shop as well..)

Sensible Warning Sign...

It has been pointed out to me that perhaps, given the somewhat dangerous nature of of my creations, I should put up some kind of warning sign...
So I did...Though I must say that I dispute the word 'dangerous'...

Skeletal Hand...

In an idle moment between struggles I was measuring my hand...
I then made up the individual bones from canes I 'borrowed' from the garden...
And, hey-presto! Another reason for people to avoid my company...

What do you mean 'weird'..?

Every now and again I catch a glimpse of why people think I'm 'odd', won't visit and seem somewhat uneasy around me...
In my defense I'd like say that I never 'plan' items such as this. I just follow a path until I reach what I consider to be the end...
Another assumption is that I'm "on drugs"...
Well, outside of nicotine and caffeine, I've never found alcohol, narcotics, psychedelics or stimulants to be of any utility at all when it comes to 'being creative...'
This particular piece incorporates several experiments...

1. Taking a latex mold from a doll's face.
2. Casting a Sculpty replication of the doll's face.
3. Linking two 3v bulbs in parallel (or was it series..?)
4. Making a wooden support with old firework sticks.
5. Gluing bone to wood.

All completely normal behaviour (for a weirdo...)

M10 x 1 Tap and Die (sigh..)

It's probably indicative of the stage of life I've arrived at when I choose to display my unreasonable excitement about tools I've just purchased...
(I'm a laugh riot at fashionable cocktail parties..!)

Many of my project builds include bits from old light fittings...
All of them are connected by an M10 x 1 thread..
Trouble is I can't remember what things I intended building once these tools turned up...

Ho-hum..

O.S.M. Runic Print

Since I can no longer afford the ink cartridges for my printer (it would be cheaper to buy a new printer) I thought I re-visit potato printing...
Which failed due to the inferior quality of today's rubbish spud..
So...
A bit of hard-board and a few matches and about an hour of getting covered in black paint later I have a stack of sheets of paper printed with O.S.M. in runic form..
(I hope that's what is represents, probably means 'arse' or something similar...)
Now what am I to do with all these sheets of runic printing and how will I get the paint off my keyboard...?

Building A Raised Bed Planter...

I've been staring from my shed window at these two large shrubs in plastic pots for a while now...
I have been given some old floorboards...
Hmmmm...
Where's my Work-mate, saw, hammer and nails...?

Linda tells me (coz she 'as the Latin) that the plants are Fuchsia and Podocarpus...

A Sensible Purchase...

This is, probably, the most sensible purchase I've ever made...
BSCy dies...
5/16ths & 3/8ths....
Excuse me while I change the world with bicycle wheels...

The Pavillion of Innocent Pastimes...

I draw your attention to Mr. Webster's new blog...!
In this knowing, cynical world it's refreshing to have somewhere to visit that promotes the simple pleasures of being alive on a rock spinning in the void...
Visit the pavilion now...
The Pavilion of Innocent Pastimes

Beach Wood Collection Cart...

Whilst out on a countryside ramble I found some old pram wheels in a ditch ...
Using bits of wood washed up on the beach I spent Palm Sunday re-living my childhood by building a cart...

Of course now spring has arrived and the weather has become (slightly) warmer I won't need it until next October...

Build a Better Egg Cup...

I set out to build a candle-holder...
And succeeded...
Then...
Unable to find the other egg-cup this morning, I discovered I'd built an emergency egg-cup..

Awww... Dangerous Little Cherub...

Inspired, once again, by a post on Hooting Yard...
I have created a malevolent putto...

I suspect the Freudian interpretation of this construction might be quite disturbing...

Another Light Fitting...

'When in doubt make an amusing light fitting..."
I've had the frame of this lamp 'weathering' on the roof of my shed for some time now...
An afternoon of threading bits of wire through boot-laces equates to some authentic looking fabric covered wiring, add some ceramic connector blocks, flicker-flame bulbs and hang it from the ceiling...

It features some amusingly exposed 'live' conductors in the ceramic connector blocks but what kind of idiot would stick their fingers in them...?

(Hang on, I'd better check all the connections are screwed up tight...)

Hiding in the lab....

The nature of my experiments means I have spent far to much time on my own in my workshop...
I have become somewhat disorientated and appear to be growing a beard...
Who knows where this will end..?

The O.S.M Ind Radiophonic Receiver...

At last I have a decent method of entertaining myself...
For a short (badly made) video watch this:

Being 51...

I have now reached the age where I really have to make a decision about what to do with my life now I've 'grown-up'...
I have decided to be an elephant...