so here it is people. the bone candle
the bones are affixed onto the table top and i shaved the candles to fit the holes. one could of course put pencils....dried flowers, twigs, or just about anything else they so desired into these marrow orifices.
i was pushed to my limit. tod was pushed to his. i wanted to quit. i hated so much about this initially: being forced (not really but its what i had to work with) to use things i wouldn't normally use. the time pressure. the out and out ignorance of my own self when it comes to truly understanding the laws of physics, basic tools & measuring techniques. and mostly having to ask for help more than once from people i had just met and felt had much more important things to do than this. i wanted to do something different but then felt so insecure and afraid while doing so that i barely had time to enjoy the process.
i had to tear it apart and re do it three times. painful stuff. very painful. that it took me two weeks to finish is actually horrifying...the mind wants to say for fucks sake how are you ever going to make it in life if something this diminutive takes up so much of your time and it STILL isn't quite right. well...i'm too tired to care right now. i've pushed into/past some invisible membrane that i never knew existed and i came out holding this strange table, feeling a little puckish and ready for the next thing.
ps. i call this piece: ' its not about the table'
UPDATE: dan calls this a candle stand, not table. he sent me a link about them here.