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But now, having no true business, we pour our whole masculine energy into the false business of money-making; and having no true emotion, we must have false emotions dressed up for us to play with, not innocently, as children with dolls, but guiltily and darkly. -John Ruskin, Sesame and Lillies

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I am down in PA at my niece's first birthday party. So I substitute a local maple target of my brother's treehouse building ambitions.

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My camera went wobbly have to live with a lousy cell shot for the night.

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As a bonus, a random snow shot with the moon giant on the horizon...

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A New Head

Have been unhappy with shape and proportions of the face section of the ongoing transformation mask, so started on a new one today, pictured next to it's predecessor...

Has a ways to go.

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We are indeed in the dead of winter, in the depths of winter. 

Dorothy Day, On Pilgrimage

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Tree stump, what tree stump?

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Nor cared to think if it were good or ill:
So beautiful and pitiless he went,
And toward him still the blossomed fruit-trees lent,
And after him the wind crept murmuring,
And on the boughs the birds forgot to sing.
William Morris, The Earthly Paradise

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Stump in distance...

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Bit More Progress

Harder to see the progress from today, since it was mostly refinement to the hair, but the hair surface is starting to take shape. Will be done before I know it, or maybe not.

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Skull and a Fallen Friend

Progress on my new transformation mask, slowing a bit, but can see some progress on the hair, and the skull mask is now cut fully off it's base...

The transformation mask is being done in oak from the tree that came down on my van during Sandy, a red oak that stood in my parent's back yard longer than it has been my parent's back yard. I've often said that for quite a few years, outside of my brothers that tree was as close as I had to a childhood friend. I was struck by the contrast of the rot in the end of the main trunk (still sitting in my long suffering parent's yard) and the frozen crust of snow...

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Progressing

Various distractions combine with the fact that the roughing stage of a project always goes faster to make progress a little less visible this weekend. It's there though, got some fitting of the skull mask to the head done, as well as taking down the exterior of the hair/helmet to closer to its final dimensions...

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And as a free bonus, a shot of a friend engaged in the thankless task of cutting through a  half inch steel plate with a circular saw...