Mmmmmm Fire! Friday free day. I spent the whole of it between Metal shop and the Mouldmaking studio. Working on my Two part urethane Blanket Mould, and the metal table. There’s something therapeutic about flames, sparks, loud heavy equipment and angry music (Anti-Flag was today’s selection). The day ended when I mistakenly flipped one of the red-hot pipes the wrong direction. - That would be the direction that leads into my arm. Have no fear though the nice sound it made on contact alerted me to react and move it away from the smoking flesh. I’ve always felt scars say a lot more than tattoos. And they’re free too. :)