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The first few limbs from which I cut all greenery and twigs make a rather meager pile. I'm starting to feel the weight of how much there is to cut here. These few small pieces took 15 minutes or so to clean up.
40 peças. cut ups. 6x6cm.
sobras de palavras
do cut up "cânone fantástico".
sobre sobras de xilo experimentos.
para ação, livreto, de arte correio. 2024.
The tiny pile at left is what I cleaned up, limbs cleared of twigs and greenery in the foreground. The huge pile in the background is still to-do.
A series of promotional pictures taken for Messages to Central Control, the most recent work by the foremost contemporary practitioner of cut-up poetry, A.D. Hitchin. Available on Amazon.
A map I've added all sorts of elements elements to, kinda playing with the scale...
You'd need to zoom in a bit to see the details and read the cut-up poem-thingy...
We bought an old house so it has it's eyesores, but the kitchen is otherwise in pretty good shape. It will be a while until we get around to fixing it up, so why not just make the eyesores into some temporary fun?
Now to figure out what to do with the green stuff in the background. Ideas include: distillation, potpourri, and eating it. I may simply tape it all back together into a new tree.
I can't wait to see what these will become, but they'll need a long time drying out first, after they're sealed with Anchorseal to prevent too-swift a drying, which would lead to splits and checks.
Here's the scrap. European olive wood smells to me like spicy pears, like warm pears with cinammon when I cut it. Unfortunately, I'm bothered by the dust. I've cut all manner of woods over the years, with nothing worse than a sneeze or runny nose. This has caused my lungs to tighten up to where I'm wheezing, and had my nose running continuously for extended periods. The couple of times it's really affected me badly, I had to lay down for awhile, and then was out of sorts for the rest of the night, with my lungs returning to quasi-normal in about an hour or two. I've been working to control the dust a lot better of late.
It's a great start, but I definitely want to go back after work and get a lot more smaller pieces for smaller work on my 12x20 Jet lathe, and a few larger pieces for things like large bowls. I may sell some of the pieces to interested woodworkers, if there are any. I can give a more than fair price, as I've paid nothing but a little time for these.
I was supposed to write an essay based on the idea of Francis Alys' Guards (2004), but somehow didn't write an essay at all and got very carried away. It went from a critical look at the place of walking in modern art to attempting to dissolve all logical meaning entirely. Initially a snide piss-take, I wrote a ludicrous non-story about the City of London and its inhabitants. After that the form of the essay went out of the window too. A fuller explanation and the complete PDFs can be found goo.gl/WdhlCg.
The "Cut up" of writing was pioneered by Dadaists and later used by Beat Generation poets. I didn't manipulate individual lines or letters but instead used chunks of text and sewed them back together to turn the written text into something more visual and dissolve meaning even further.
Between this photo and the last one - pre-sealing - I had a minor tragedy. Long story short, I tripped and spilled my entire bucket of anchorseal on the floor.
I was able to mop it back up by laying a plywood board flat on the puddle, then flipping it over and skimming the film off the board back into the bucket. This kept the dirt from the floor under the puddle from entering the mix, and I got about 3" back into the empty 2-gallon pail, enough to seal these. What a mess.
The Anchorseal turns red over the sapwood, and a warm brown over the heartwood. I've sealed some rounds of small logs of this awhile back, and they turned red like this, but then over weeks, as they dried out, they turned that leather-brown. Both colors are beautiful, though I'd love if I could get that red color permanently, and naturally, say with a clear lacquer or shellac.
There are very red woods, like bloodwood (a lot brighter and more orange than this), and much of the colors in cocobolo, but these often fade in time. I'm not sure about bloodwood, but cocobolo will turn a deep brown after a year or two, though UV blocking sealers can lengthen that time. Same for purpleheart, which is vibrantly purple, but fades to brown after awhile.
I still couldn't get the trunk. It's just too big for me to saw through, or to lift. I'd estimate the weight at being pretty easily in the 1000lbs range (450kg). Camille said she'd give me a call if she ran into the tree cutters when they came by, to see if they'd let me have it, and help me lift it into my truck after cutting it into sections.