November 14, 2000
I grew up making models. Gliders, trains, cars, boats, planes,
you name it, and I have it in my old closet at my parents' house.
I liked building plastic models for the painting and detail
work, but thrived on balsa because I loved woodwork and sanding.
Also, balsa models were usually plains or boats, which could
actually float or fly when I was done. I cherished on the precision
that it took to construct a balsa and tissue Mustang or Mulligan.
The more precise and patient I was during construction, the
further the model flew.
The coursework in this class was almost a direct offshoot.
You have to have the same sort of obsessed mentality when
working precise forms out of clay and cardboard. Detail work
can be a form of meditation.
Queen Amidala. I'm not a particularly large Star Wars
fan. I just got a cup topper at Taco Bell when Episode
One came out, and there wasn't much else in my dorm at
the time. Although I did consider modelling my desk lamp
out of clay.
This boxing glove was an effort to create a soft shape
out of planes exclusively, and to use the least possible
amount of them to describe the shape.