The Hair Show.

I am bringing out a new range of hair related multi purpose Barrettes

So with that in mind we mellowed out to the International Top Hair Show.

Most interesting indeed.

There were two large halls displaying everything and anything to do with hair. I have always liked long hair and since my wife is a hair expert there has been a type of osmotic transfer into me concerning the methodologies.

Some of the hairdresser were very pro, even though somewhat left of center.

These are all the colour of subterfuge available to a woman to nail her ideal man----  joke, joke.

Lots of the guys and girls had this kind of outfit on. It just looks so cool to me,  like he really means business. This guy was pretty good too.

This guy on the other hand suffered from an dose of ego poisoning.

This is also common in the jewellery industry.

As we came up to this stand he took this chicks hair and lopped off a giant length of it.

Cut it just like one would cut a piece of thick rope.

This is some of the blondes hair.

As Anne said, tonight, when the blow wave is out she will cry. Then she will wait another two years and the lesson will be thoroughly learnt.

Rule 1. Don’t allow a fucktard near your long hair.

This guy, who also is a part time paintbrush, was actually very good. Look it is not everyone's taste, but he was definitely a craftsman.

He did the back of this dude head.  See the face?

Lots of lectures.

And new techniques being shown.

And hands on training of those techniques.

Here was a bit of that afore mentioned ego showing. Luckily not on a person with tear ducts.

All the stands were very pro.

Some excellent innovation.

And I was able to indulge in  my favorite pastime.

Photographing beautiful women.

Doesn’t get much better than this.

Lovely. The bangles as well.

We purchased three of these heads for our new range, coming soon on a blog near you.

This dude is a hairdresser, but I am not sure he is a good advert. Or maybe he is, as in what not to do……….

One of the people we had an appointment with. Don’t worry the concerned look was not real. She was only doing an up-do.

An excellent Logo I was most impressed by the quality and effort that went into the detail of all the stands.

All in all, a most enjoyable Monday.

EDIT: It completely freaks me out that my Followers gadget is not working properly. Can anyone help? I have tried contacting blogger but they just never answer, ever.

Pendant, Ring and stuff.

 

I made a Larimar cross for a customer. Larimar is easy to cut and polish when it is a free form shape, because even though it likes to chip, you just go with the flow and whatever comes out comes out.

When it comes to precise measurements, it is quite a different thing. I had to cut these three pieces fourteen times to get them right. Took me two days.

Hey, I need the bread, man.

I also finished this ring with gypsey set diamonds. They like gypsey setting in Germany. But it is a real drag to do, marginally better than channel setting.

Don’t let the picture fool you, it is ginormous.

It is solid and weighs 60 grams. After one year of wearing it your arm will look like Popeye.

We went for walkies the other day. It was a balmy 10 degrees with mist and no wind.

Nice blommetjies.

Even a Greater Cormorant was in a mellow mood.

The other day we went to Antwerp and in our gold suppliers foyer is this painting. I had just glanced at it on previous occasions and in my mind I write this type of very large painting off a pile of crap.

Until Anne, who is more observant than I, told me to look properly.

For crying in  a bucket, what toss wrinkle paints a painting like this ?

Truly, there are some wacked people in this world, including the person who bought it.

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I changed my blog’s appearance a bit. What actually happened is that for some inexplicable reason my followers gadget stopped working.

There is no point in asking Blogger support because they NEVER answer any queries. So I was messing around and the next thing, my theme changed and that was all she wrote.

So I redid it and my followers thingi still does not work. Frack.

Miniature Cubic Zirconia Machine—Finished.

From this, raw cubic zirconia.

to this.

And it runs beautifully.

I made the silver base out of a solid plate and then I carved the little legs sort of old fashioned style.

Rough shape of the legs.

I soldered them on by first drilling each one half way and then soldering a pin on/into them.

Then I pre soldered the plate’s corners and drilled a matching hole in each corner, so each leg could be pressed in.

Then they don’t move when soldering takes place.

The two shafts and the piston are made out of 14ct gold .

I also made the spring out of gold.

I got a drawplate that is made by the Red Dragon Noodle and Cat Meat Company ( just kidding )

A complete piece of Chinese crap, except for one thing.

With a LOT of patience I can draw wire down to .26mm.

The first 30 holes don’t work a rats ass.

Only the last ten holes are manageable, and as true as bob, the last one is only .26 thick, and smooth to boot.

And that is just the thickness needed to make a soft spring out of 14ct gold.Someone asked me if this is a steam punk piece.

Nope, but sparkle punk will do.

Just to compare the size to a matchstick.

There are 264 facets in total.

50 grams of silver.

About 12 grams of gold.

Build time was about 100 hours.

Everything, including the little silver screws is hand made.

Then I made a strong glass structure for him.

So he can rest in luxury.

The lid comes off like this.

I used UV resin to bond the brass to the glass. 

In fact, the whole box is rein bonded.

And then he can be lifted out of the box, attached to a base plate with tiny pieces of double sided tape.

Connect him and he will run.

And, being a Moto GP fanatic, it was also finished on Valentino Rossi’s birthday and on the same day World Champion  Casey Stoner’s wife Adriana gave birth to a  bambino daughter.

Here is a video of him  running.

Carnival Time, Dusseldorf Style

Every year this time it is carnival time. I don’t have the faintest idea what the celebration is but the people take it quite serious.

This is the town square and there are thousands of people, all milling around aimlessly.

Germans do everything standing.

They stand and eat.

They stand and drink.

They stand and talk

They stand and stand and stand.

Wierdest thing ever.

This is the local Dusseldorf hard rock duo.

All the music in Oompha traditional stuff.

Just marginally better than Rap music.

They take their dressing up seriously, everybody had got some costume of sorts on.

Trust  me, this lot were well oiled at three in the afternoon.

Swinging to oompa music.

In fact, most people were fucked drunk. This guy has two containers of beer on his back. They were running very low at the time.

This guy had a cool hairstyle. The effort that goes into some of the costumes is amazing.

Like our NASA astronaut's, who were slightly over the flying limit.

There was a guy who got lucky later that night.

One had to be very careful while walking, because many people found the road tilted in all directions at once.

The themed look is very in. Check the gut on the right of the picture. Don’t ask, but it has something to do with alcohol.

There is a very good reason why I stay stone cold sober at events like these. The piss house queue. You got to figure how many people are knyping in agony, waiting .

There is of course and alternative to the toilet. I’m sure the restaurant owner must be charmed.

And of course, there is the ‘dronk verdriet’ factor. Drunken tears, for the English readers.

This number was howling up a storm of tears.

As was this one. Check the angle of the feet---  ha ha

And then when we came back some little fuckwit had tagged our boards  that we put up so to protect our windows.

One day I am going to catch one and he will pay for all the others as well. Promise

I also took our sign down for the weekend. It seemed like a good idea then and still is now.

I’ll put it back up on Tuesday when everybody is sober again.

Right now, I have a board to paint.