Archive for July 2017

Some stuff I made Part 2: Clicky Wheel Thing

Another part of a series of things I made and just sort of sat on the pictures and didn’t tell anyone.

Same friend, different burlesque show… She needed one of those wheels you spin and they go ClickClickClickClickClickClickClickClickClickClick and stop on a number, so I grabbed a bunch of scrap wood and went to work.

First I set up some sort of clever fencing on the band saw.

The idea was to have a totally controlled space to make cuts where the only measurement was the cut itself… because sometimes measuring things is for suckers.

I tried to cut a circle this way… but the results were terrible so I made a Jig Yo!

And bolted it to the router table. This let me cut out two circles, one smaller than the other, with a perfectly centered hole.

I made a spacer and mounted them on a carriage bolt.

I placed equally spaced wood screws through the smaller one.

The idea is that the little clicky pegs would be inside the wheel and nobody would be in danger of flaying their palm.

A big piece of plywood for a base and a 2×4 as the upright and the wheel spun nicely.

 

It needed clicks though… so I cut up a broken hacksaw blade and mounted it on a block of wood.

 

Then I mounted the block on a block…

And fiddled until it was in the right place to go ClickClickClickClickClickClickClickClickClickClick

I helpfully marked it since it only really worked well in one direction.

It all fit together well but was a little wobbly, and had no pointer.

I made a spacer with a wheel out of an old photocopy machine to keep the big wheel vertical, and added another spacer with the pointing arrow so we would know what number it landed on.

Then with the cheapest nastiest paints ever I divided the wheel up into sections.

We had no idea what the numbers were actually supposed to represent at this point… so I just took a chunk of the Fibonacci sequence and arranged them in a pleasing order.

I meant to take a final picture of the whole thing all together, but the event was upon us and it had to be loaded up. She had to set up and wrangle the acts and I had a DJ set to finish.

I figured I would get another picture later, but that night was then filled with a great deal of trauma and sparked the beginning of a truly impressive slide into profoundly deep depression… so you will have to imagine it all together. Rest assured that it worked really well! If it ever gets pulled out of whatever shed it currently resides in and it isn’t covered in too many wasps, I may get a picture of it yet.

 

Some stuff I made Part 1: Zydrate Gun

Part of a series of things I made and just sort of sat on the pictures and didn’t tell anyone.

So a friend needed a prop for a costume from the gloriously weird and unique Repo The Genetic Opera for a burlesque performance. With near zero budget and no time I made her one. It was the Zydrate gun used to administer the corpse-bug derived drug central to the story and much needed to sell the costume.

It didn’t have to look like the original prop, just remind people of it so into the bit box!

I found a glue gun that didn’t properly heat, and that’s like 3/4 of the way there out of the gate!

I gutted it and tossed all the electricals into recycling.

The hot-head was needed to form the tip so I just drilled it out to accept a nail which I ground the tip of a bit to make it a bit more syringe and a bit less nail.

Then drove it through to form the slightly less than safe front of the prop.

I wanted the trigger to work, but didn’t need all the glue driving mechanism so I just chopped everything away that wasn’t needed to keep the trigger springy.

Then I cut away everything from the body that wasn’t needed.

The tip fit back in perfectly so I put it and the trigger back in and closed up the gun.

Nearly there… but it’s missing the actual Zydrate!

A tube from some dollar store bubbles and some 5 minute epoxy fixed that problem.

After the epoxy cured I hit it with some silver acrylic and called it done!

An hour or two of work and she had a zydrate gun that would be immediately recognizable as such (assuming you were likely to recognize such a thing) from stage. I was going to paint it black then metal it up…but it looked nice and medical as is so she and I agreed it was ready to go.

July Zine-O-Matic

Yeah, it’s been a while… again. Sorry!

So Zines.

When I was going to downtown Berkeley between five and seven days a week I used to stop in at Pegasus every few days and grab a zine. Occasionally I would trade them with other weirdos and on occasion have been known to make little mini pamphlet zines.

“Wait!” you demand “A what?” or if you are a bit hip “They still make those? What is this 1994?”

Yes, they do, and no it is no longer 1994, you can put down the Prodigy CD and put on some sensible pants.

A Zine, in short, is a little home-made magazine. It’s a little cheap (usually) slice of someones life and worldview and I love them. If you really want to go deep down that rabbit hole I recommend This Book and This One Too. Also go Here and Here, I’ll wait, I have a couple of things I need to get done anyway.

Back? Great!

So I have been missing my constant fix of little chunks of peoples worlds. There are things to recommend about Bloomington Indiana, but the independent book stores are pretty thin on the ground. I could buy lots of them on Etsy, but it’s not the same as walking in and grabbing the first few zines that catch my eye with no idea what might actually be in them.

Enter Zine-O-Matic.

You give them money every month, they grab a handful of zines and send them to you. It sounded up my alley so I plopped down my dollars and waited.

With Blinding speed my package arrived. Inside were a postcard, two stickers, and six zines. I got the “Super Mondo Size” subscription so with shipping it’s about $22 a month, And I do not feel like I overpaid.

The postcard is pleasantly macabre in a surreal sort of way, and reminds me that I should start sending postcards to people.

The first sticker is of cats in clothes… which cats HATE! It has a puzzle piece on the back of the same image like my Star Wars collectible cards had in the late 70s.

I have no idea what is going on here… It has a sort of David Bowie filtered through a Love and Rockets fever dream sort of thing going on.

The first Zine I opened was Flash by Amara Leipzig. It’s a comic zine about a guy who wants to be hit by lightning. It’s clean and expressive art and the zine is very well put together with the title on translucent paper over the cover image.

Tasteful Insect Nudes by Mullet Turtle Comics is a tiny little book with pictures of bugs and their somewhat playmate-like bios.

It wasn’t immediately obvious what this zine was called… or which way was up or which side was the front. I thought it was called “For Rectal use Only” at first because there is a sticker on it bearing that warning… but it turns out it is issue 3 of KJC by Kevin Uehlein and D.W.  It is a screaming mix of psychedelic art and comics. It is a mix of black and white, color, and a couple transparent pages and makes no immediate sense nor does it need to.

Field Notes on the American Sasquatch is about 22 pages of what looks like hand typed text with a few illustrations about the life of the American Sasquatch. I am going to try to get this into the hands of Aaron Akagi who obviously needs it… It is plain black and white copy-paper either made on a dirty library copy machine or skillfully made to look like it was.

The picture can’t quite show you the title of this zine because it is in braille on a black cover. The title is actually Soliloquy by Bast Armannsson and it is a zine about communication. It includes a Braille card as well as information about Braille, Tap Code, Morse Code, American Sign Language, and Binary. This is an absolute gem packed with interesting and potentially useful information and extremely well designed and executed. It would be my absolute favorite of the bunch if it were not for the next (and last) zine…

Imaginary Homework by Theo Ellsworth.  This zine is a series of surreal homework assignments illustrated in a sort of cartoony techno-mayan sort of way. This zine is so far up my alley that I am afraid it might be about to mug me. I’m super into it.

So all in all I am hugely satisfied with this experience and will continue my subscription with Zine-O-Matic (who have not paid me anything or given me free stuffs for this enthusiastic endorsement… though I am not adverse…)

I’ll keep reviewing my treasures as they come in, and maybe soon I’ll make a few more of my own.