Today was my birthday and I was greeted by a thawed out dead squirrel holding a card for me at my work station. Also, Mr. B gifted me some paint brushes. Pretty neat. Unfortunately I forgot my camera so I have no images of today's activities. My squirrel mount will be in a dead pose, kind of draped over a tree limb.
I skinned my squirrel, which was absolutely filled with beebees-I stopped counting at ten- and managed to get the skin stretched over the form but that's as far as I got. I enjoy the process too much, I think, and tend to move very slowly. The other student had her mount almost completely finished by the day's end.
I'm getting antsy to break out a little and incorporate some artistic flare into my mounts,; these conventional ones are really boring me. I keep reminding myself that I'm here to build a solid foundation of skills which I can then apply to the most fantastic and unbelievable mounts the world has ever seen. For now I just need to keep towing the line.
I got home to an empty cabin, and felt a little lonely. I haven't spent a birthday all by myself since I turned 21. I took a nap and then ate dinner while watching "Little Ashes". It's the most touching movie I've seen in ages. What really impressed me was the wardrobe. Men dressed so well back then and the clothes were all tailored impeccably. So much attention to detail; a time when people didn't rush. Time was taken to do things right.
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My favorite ensembles are featured in this scene, which is too charming for words:
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