Six months of glorious blogging. In honor of our six-month anniversary, I’d like to thank my loyal readers, commenters and anyone who thought about vandalizing my blog and then did not.
Thank you all.
I’m planning to spend some more time in splendid isolation during the month of July, working to put the finishing touches on my magnum opus (that novel I’m writing–yes, it’s a real thing). So you can expect me to suspend publication for a week (or so) fairly soon.
My goal here has been to demonstrate and educate, as those great musicians, the rap community, would say. I won’t add any more words that rhyme with “masticate” but you get the idea. I’ve been trying to do something weird and (to me) wonderful–to show that plastic model kits and airbrushes are not a conjoined pair. You can have decent plastic models without the airbrush, and if you live with other people with health challenges or have them yourself you may find my methods to be better than spraying paint. My situation is particularly challenging, but not that unusual. My lungs will not take the beating they would receive if I sprayed paint without a mask, and I don’t like to wear a mask. I live in a place where it’s very cold in the winter–so a spray booth that exhausts to the outside would not be a good idea, and wouldn’t be practical, really, for the simple reason that I live in a condominium and can’t knock a hole in the exterior wall, even if I wanted to.
I prefer my methods to spray-painting. It’s easier, simpler and more fun. But as I have tried blogging about it I have learned something that I would have rather not known–that spray painting is deeply linked to some kind of cultural mechanism, particularly in the U.S.–that says that technology, even harmful technology, is good and proper. The same guys who really, really like airplanes and other technology are inclined to like airbrushes, for many of the same reasons.
Sometimes I feel like a non-traditional music director at a church where the choir feels that traditional hymns aren’t a part of their religion–they ARE their religion. When I suggest that contemporary Christian music might be more fun, I get a stony silence and the impression that I just walked into Lovecraft’s “Shadow over Innsmouth.”
Mark Twain said that “It is better to remain silent and be thought a fool, than to open your mouth and remove all doubt.” I’ll keep on blogging away, but always with an eye cast over my shoulder at the inhabitants of Innsmouth, just in case.
Have a great summer and if you’re in the U.S., don’t blow your fingers off.