Monday, September 13, 2021

Stepping on the floor


 

 

The concrete on the floor of the studio is approaching 100 years old now.  That's a hundred years of oils, greases, paint, solvent and more chip outs than one can imagine.

I went through a lot of steps to stop the soaked in oils and stuff from seeping upward. Filled in the chips and dents with epoxy and then sanded down the entire floor. Scrubbed with detergent, two applications of muriatic acid, more washing and then two applications of a sealer that sits for 8 hours each time under plastic.


That gets scrubbed off and dries for 3-5 days.

Then five coats of high gloss clear but with color finish.  Still wet, wish it could dry like this

My mother as she headed toward the end, lost her memory.  She started to write notes to herself and stuck them up all over the house.  Like this one.


And so as a reminder to me to remember the memories, I put a note on the floor.  Of the places and the sights seen from the travels around the world.  Of all the tiled floors walked upon. Or the tiled walls and around the windows and doors.  I've taken so many photos of tiles I wanted to remember but did not go back looking for them for this, the colors are not matched to any of them, the colors are just representative of all of them.



I need to age this some and put some patina on it before it's done.


Monday, September 6, 2021

LoFi Mix

 

Adding a couple more elements into the mix.  Maybe.  


We'll see if they stay in the final cut.