And Zeus let fly his fury…

With the lab finished, it’s projects mostly put away, and the countdown swiftly flying towards it’s ultimate end…it was time to sit down, and decide just what gets done in this, the final year of the whole tribal theme.

There was the tattered remains of the Charr project leaning against the wall in the Garage. Battered, abused, tossed aside for months on end.

And, there was Project Nightfall. Personally, a take-or-leave-it project…but Jen has be very vocal of how much she LIKES it. It had suffered at the hands of the wrath wraught upon it by the forces of nature on Halloween night, turning it’s mounds into piles of mush.

Year of the Charr…finish? Or scrap?

Some window shopping told me I could probably fit it in under the budget easily enough, and Saturday evening I set out to repair, and add onto…

A nice calm evening, nothing on the forecast…The batch of glue still warm as I set out the door. Skies darkened, wind rose, and as I laid down the last strips of paper this batch of glue would yield, the sky split open and Zeus let fly his fury at the sight of this abomination being constructed in our yard.

Moving a 5 foot radius, 3 pronged blob of gooey paper, flour, water, and glue into the garage is not as easy as it sounds…and as soon as it was under cover, the fury of the sky come complete rushing it’s wrath down the storm drain.

Clearly it was a sign…

From Year of the Charr

I hope to have the whole ‘skeleton’ finished this week, and begin on the mache.

From Year of the Charr

Presently, it’s 7 feet tall. Each leg is 5′ long. The feet are 3 feet tall. The feet disassemble from the legs, and the body from the legs as well for storage…

The grave mounds from Project Nightfall are on the backburner. They will be constructed from styrofoam over a wood frame. But, that can wait till I find a suitable glue.