The season change hit me harder than expected. Again. It’s dark all the time and all I want to do is hibernate. Not exactly productive. Closer to grand theft mojo, and if I let it go on much longer, it will end up psyching me out. Nobody got time for the yips. Last night I went extreme and dragged myself out. Today, baby steps. And PTO, nobody got time for hangovers either.
Translucent clay. Not my favorite; even with the pasta roller, its weirdly bubbly. I don’t like it. It’ll do for lava, but next time I need translucency, I will try another supplier/brand. Or I’ll stick with silicone or resin.
I decided to give the crackle paste one more shot. This is either the charm or the terminus. I probably didn’t do myself any favors using the textured side, but this shit may just be too fussy for me. I can always airbrush it instead.
- Based with undiluted Gloss Medium
- 0.9 oz crackle paste : 0.1 oz Mars black heavy body acrylic by weight
- Applied by palette knife in increasing thickness
- Approx 40% stippled
Now I just have to wait. Patiently. Like an adult. Good luck with that shit.
Next up is more clay, which I have been avoiding like mad. Pretty sure this is going to be messy AF, but procraftinating isn’t exactly facilitating happy thoughts. Frost is still right; the best way out is straight through.
Once I get it prepped, I can put the texture and the crackle out of sight until tomorrow, and focus on the non-translucent polymer bits. Which are not going to have to be airbrushed on the lightbox. I would prefer not to do that in the rain. OK. Enough bullshit. Get it done.
OK, I was right. That sucked. Nearly half an hour and I have aged Provolone. Crumbly Alpine lace Swiss at best. I think I’m going to order some liquid Sculpey to mix in. If that doesn’t make it workable, its on to plan C. Life is too short. The air-dry clay was a cake-walk by comparison. Even if the crackle does look like a mud pie.
