Thglimited - Heavy Industries

Well, i didn’t say how long post-date, i just said it would be post-.

I’m sitting in the computer lab right now with stacks of books about Birds of the Smokies sort of surrounding me.  I’m trying to scratch up some new inspiration for a couple of paintings i’m working on.. nests and that sort of what-have-you.

Interesting how the Eastern Phoebe (who says, in a husky voice, fee-be) is a bird who has adapted well to man-made structures, and builds it’s nest on window ledges, under bridges and culverts.  I love the Phoebe.  i’m wondering if this was the kind of nest i found in a window the other day.

it looks like it’s made with moss, and i think that’s one of the most beautiful ideas ever.  sigh.  i want a home, preferably made of moss.

I’ve been in the forge this morning working on a metal sculpture, heating and hammering, heating and hammering steel stock,  trying to make a nice curve.   also trying to not drop hot metal on my feet.  also trying to not catch anything on fire, specifically my body.  also trying to impress Olivier, my welding instructor, who i absolutely love.

i’m hoping this piece will help me process how i feel about my new job, which is being the boss of more people than ever, and trying to get them to be aware of their hearts and how they affect other people.. (and also supervising a school).  Which is a really big deal, and i sometimes feel like i’m too young to have this much responsibility.  Though sometimes i feel very, very old.

So far, the metal piece has made me very tired.  The job, too.
BUT also, it’s made me feel:  extremely powerful and pretty much like i’m a badass, capable of nearly anything.
seriously. i’m cutting metal with fire, here.