Not so much for April or the chaffinch singing on the orchard bough, but for all the supplies that I can’t get on a small island in the Caribbean .
Oh, for a couple of bags of fine casting plaster. In order to make a waste mould from the clay torso I’ve spent the day restoring the properties of a bag a plaster that has a sell-by date of January 2000. First, I pulverised it back into fine particles then dehydrated it in the oven for a couple of hours at Gas Mark 8. It’s cooling off as I write.
My wish list would continue with tubes of Winsor Newton Artists’ Watercolours, especially the colours, Raw Sienna, Burnt Umber and Viridian. On the engineering side of things, a ¼” end mill would not go amiss and while I am at it, a decent pair of shorts – I mean shorts, not those sloppy things that come way below the knee.
While I’m dreaming on, here’s a sketch of an English hedgerow with blackberries. It's dated the same as my bag of fine casting plaster.
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