Journal Entry - Aug 19, 2019
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Compatriot Michael Tieman |
Day Fourteen

Today I thought I would work on the
weapons and the Frog. The frog is that leather piece that holds the
tomahawk and the bayonet and is connected to the leather strap that goes
over the shoulders. You can see it on the side view photo below.
Concentrating on the Frog, and getting the shape and weapons looking
right, but not on my clay knife and my fingers. Yep, knife slips one of
my fingers is in the way ... blood all over.
Time out for Nancy to become the nurse.
Bandaged up and back to work. I have used that knife for decades
without a mishap. Age slows the reflexes and the little gray cells I
guess.

Oh well, it is true, an artist puts their blood and soul into their work.
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