Not bad for a first attempt. No holes, and I managed to get his whole face more or less perfectly.
Fly a bird
Imagine Steve, Bucky, and the other Avengers doing the Ice Bucket Challenge.
Sam gets nominated first, by an old army friend, and of course he can’t resist nominating Captain America. Just the ice jokes alone are enough to make it impossible to resist.
And Steve’s a little shit, so he ends his video- which goes viral- by turning to camera and saying in his innocent “Aw shucks, Ma’am” tv voice “I would like to nominate my best guy, Bucky Barnes, for the Ice Bucket Challenge; and also, Tony Stark, who I’m sure will also make a sizable donation to this worthy cause”.
And Bucky’s just like “You fucking punk, when I get my hands on you”, but he does it (obviously) because it is for a good cause, and it can’t be any worse than actually being frozen (Steve assures him on this point).
Tony’s just insulted that Steve would even doubt he’d be making a donation in the first place. In typical Tony Stark fashion, his challenge video involves buckets of iced champagne being poured over him by bikini clad women. Pepper’s not remotely within the realm of being impressed by this, until she gets to pour the last bucket over him herself and watches him struggle to contain a scream.
Everyone thinks Tony’s an idiot when he then nominates Natasha, Clint, and Bruce, but the video of Nat and Clint drinking vodka in a sunken bath filled with ice before shirtless Steve and Bucky come in to pour dustbins of iced water over their stoic heads arouses new internet memes (such as Natasha Romanoff jokes which seem to follow the same formula as Chuck Norris jokes) in addition to the already existing ones about Iced Bucky Challenges and such.
It turns out that Bruce does Hulk out, as feared. But the Hulk likes the iced bath, so they leave him with a rubber duck and monitor him until he reverts to normal so they can fish Bruce out. He duly nominates Thor, who has coincidentally just arrived.
Thor insists on his challenge involving dropping him into the frigid seas of the Arctic Circle in his underwear from the quinjet. Nat and Clint nearly trip over themselves scrambling to pilot him out there, because, despite their reputations for stoicism, they’re pranksters at heart.
To anyone who’s tried to have a verbal conversation with me lately, this will look really familiar. About 5 times a day I’ll be in mid-sentence and just break I do this. I suddenly can’t remember words like “spatula” or names of characters from shows I’m currently watching - and it’s not that I don’t know the word. I either can’t connect the idea of what I need with a word, or I can’t connect the image in my head with the word that represents it, or connect the word itself with the muscle movements to form the word. Which is really troublesome when the word I can’t find is something like “double vision”, as happened today at the dentist.
meanwhile, in real life
ta-da, look! its cute again! no more ugly internal organs or anything. lets have some Aristotle-esque essence of existence type debate using a chinchilla instead of a horse!
i kept the eyes in a small jar of rubbing alcohol to use as a comparison when choosing duplicates. luckily a had some pearl beads the exact shape so i used black nail varnish to paint them then left them stuck on pins to dry.
the next job is to re-build the muscle structure of the head. before doing this though i rubbed borax powder into the skin so it could dry out while i worked. i use milliput which is an air drying epoxy putty that wont crack when dry. you get it in two sticks that you mix together and dries in a couple of hours. using one of the images i had taken of the skinned head for comparison i molded the epoxy putty onto the skull.
then to make the mannequin for the body. i was originally going to have Ichi standing but the fur wasn’t baring too well from being handled so much (we humans leave a gross oily residue on chinchilla fur which is why they instantly take a dust bath after you’ve held them). i went for a more simple curled up pose so only needed to make a simple mannequin for the body. i use the traditional wood wool method when making bodies which you shape by wrapping with thread. i had drawn around the skinned body so used those sketches to help make sure i was making the right shape and size. when i had finished sewing the mannequin in under the skin i then spent AGES fussing about with pins to make sure i had him in a natural shape (using images from google to make comparisons)
he is now drying out in the airing cupboard for about two weeks. im not sure as of yet how im going to present him when finished but i have plans of making him a silk cushion and having him in a glass box >^_^<
That’s really impressive, especially given the unique properties of chinchilla fur! I can imagine chi fur is not particularly taxidermy friendly.
Dentist: *holding giant-ass Novocaine needle in mouth* Now you’ll just feel a slight pinch…
Me: Yup, I know.
Me: *slight pressure*
Me: *slight pinch*
Me: *slight burning*
Me: *blinding searing pain shooting out in a lightning pattern from injection site*
Me: *searing pain intensifies*
Me: OW OW OW OW OW
Me: SLIGHT PINCH MY ASS!
dentist hit a nerve today during a routine filling. I did not react well.
She looked perfectly into the camera
I need to take 19 classes 19 fucking English classes (okay 12 with 7 classes focusing on the teaching part but still English based) in order to get my teaching degree
Thank fucking god I love English or I will die my first semester
Do it do it do it! Seriously, though, English classes are the best. You can do it! You got this, I believe in you!
© Oriol Angrill Jordà
Yo! You're gonna want to stick your mouse in a nylon sock when you macerate. Mouse bones are incredibly small (esp. the ribs) and easy to lose in the mess of maceration. If you leave it for long enough in the water, you can open it up and all that will be there is fur and bone. Good luck!
Thank you! I’ve been worried losing bones, which is why I’ve waited so long- he’s been in my freezer since, like, April.
Also, since I’m a dirty hippy who refuses to shave her legs but still gets self conscious about her hairy man legs, I have plenty of knee-high nylons lying around that I basically can’t wear.
Given that it’s, like, 90F here in the daytime, any idea how long I should leave him? He’s a adult frozen feeder mouse, probably about 2-3 in. long w/o tail.