the studio & “do jump” PART I

the phrase occurs several times throughout the day, the studio.  someone asked me what i do and i tell him “studio work.”  it’s an inviting term for me, by it i mean rigorous work, work done with one’s hands and thought, designed.  i was in the studio all day drawing a set of plans for a fun home addition we’ll start in a month or so, really enjoying it, poring over these drawings.  i stopped for a while and talked with ben (old shop partner) for a while about single and double vanishing points for an interior elevation of the cabinetry.  i love that kind of raw learning.  i deliver these drawings to the client and inquire of his day; he relates that he’s been making stuffed animals all day.  my mind makes an immediate judgment, there’s an image of this creation in my head.  he produces the fruits of his day, saying, “these ones are hot off the press.”  i am immediately amazed: these creatures are nothing like the insta judgment i made… no, they’re incredible, surreal impeccably made stuffed animals, sort of like you might imagine coming from FAO Schwartz, but the one that S. Dali operates.  i trade him part of the payment due for two of these lovely animals.  one of them is kind of like a cute troll with crazy whitish pink hair and a large labia looking system on his belly with, yeah, another smaller version of herself in the oven.  even though i said “her” there i feel that it is a boy, called “sandy with detachable baby.”  they were on sale at ebay previous to my fortunate purchase.