Its a beautiful day in Missoula. Everything has turned a vibrant green overnight. So what is one to do on such a nice day when you're not inspired to go inside the studio and work. Well, if it were me, first thing I would do is hook up with my buddy Tim for lunch and a few India Pale Ales, on the deck of the Old Post Pub. Now this , as you would imagine , leads me to being less inspired to go to work. So off to see an exhibit of abstract expressionists at the University of Montana...deKooning, Kline and an early Pollack highlight the exhibit.I head home to do some work, but I just can't seem to get into my groove today. I dink around for a few minutes...then I decide I'll go see Iron Man. I have to say I never read the comic but it looked cool, plus Robert Downey Jr. is always good and cynical.So the show was great mindless fun, yet quite inspiring, watching the main character, Tony Stark busy inventing the Iron Man outfit. It made me want to be an inventor....like Nikola Tesla...who was way cool...and David Bowie did a pretty good impersonation in the film The Prestige.So, I'm back at the studio, wanting to invent something but alas my brain is in a different mindset. I decide since I can't create I shall destroy. Nothing like a little destruction to get the cobwebs out. What to dismantle?
Ah yes Typewriters! For those you who have never experienced the process of dismantling a typewriter, lets just say that it is a bit complex...especially if you have any intent on rebuilding it....which, of course I don't. The interior of a typewriter looks something like this. Don't forget the twenty million screws.
Those of you who may be squeamish at the sight of the antiques being dismembered might want to close your eyes. Some have certain ethics about taking such things apart...I however do not. Its time has passed...now it is mine (evil villain laugh).
It begins with a screwdriver and bit by bit the pieces are removed.
Some parts are a bit stubborn....time to pull out the Dremel and let the sparks fly.....woooohoooo!A desolate landscape left behind, but to me it is pure treasure...hundreds of little goodies and trinkets left behind for me to play with.
And of course there is the Holy Grail ...not sure what the technical name is, but it is I always the best piece.I know exactly what I want to do. Now I am inspired. Now I can get some work done.