Hold your colour

and it is established that I, dchen alias daftech, cannot paint

I tanked last year’s swamp cooling test.
cause you know, fans don’t work vertically
and spot cooling the ceiling doesn’t do anything
oh and the floor is wet

Here’s Redemption: the (shit better work this time) edition
Open system, refrigerant is relatively enclosed, runs horizontal

HVAC theory, yo

Goodbye Mr. Johnson Chou!

I turned a bowl.
and then I went full retard and sliced the bottom off on the bandsaw without a v block

A bandsaw kickback
Yeah…

A job that slowly kills you…

(Source: thethoughtroom)

There’s nothing that I cherish more than this 25 pound block of solid steel.

Day 30:

He treads gracelessly back into the hearth that is the shop. With every step he takes on the oil stained concrete, his mind reflects upon the circumstances that he has wrought onto himself and the joyous days that could have been. If he had made the right decisions, he rationalizes, then things would be better. If he had abiden to his own rules of conduct, then things would be different. But alas, alas, this is the world of his own creation- one crafted ever so meticulously with the utmost dedication to perfection. A world as fragile as the very mind that imagined it. With the onslaught of the judgement day imminent and the grandfather clock chime at the hour- every hour, his knees brace the floor in quiet desperation. No tears to cry. No feelings left. He exclaims to the sky, “how the hell do I splice these pipes together”

i mean seriously. Some welding equipment would be useful.
So far i’ve come up with a pipe to pipe insertion route, which would result in an uncomfortable 7 inch ascension from the ground.
That would not do, given the purpose of this piece is that of a transport/novelty mix.
I could angle grind the pedal openings at 45 and then bolt it down to a board, but that’s a bit finicky due to lolcircles
Or I could mock up a hilariously unsafe wood/metal/solder joint.

Hm.