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October 2008
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Dali Dreams of Butterflies

Raar, I am corivax, red in nose and elbow! The former from the sun, and the latter from the iron oxide flux. That was a good weekend.

The furnace was built into the ground, lined with a rock sold as "Montana Red", sandy pale brown shot through with veins of dulled mica like dirty mirrors. We fed it charcoal and crushed dull green ore, kept the fire oxygen-free so that the sparks only flashed into existance inches above the ground. It smelled of mesquite charcoal, or baking bread on a stone, and when I spilled soda across the stone lid, the sugar carmelized instantly, rich and dark.

Of course, we made s'mores over the furnace full of molten rock. Moral imperative. It took about three seconds per marshmallow.

When the heat was over, we pulled back the covering rocks, crumbly and flaked from the heat, and found the white ashes thick with butterfly dreams. Knife-edged flakes of what had been sandy brown stone melted and recrystallized as translucent white marble, so thin you can see the heat of your fingers through them. Stuck askew in pairs and chains, strange pale three-dimensional calligraphy, held by drops and curls and spiralled antennae needles of glossy glass in black and green and gold and winding metallic ribbons of pure copper.

It was hard to hold them, shining winged things of marble and copper and glass, without expecting them to take off.

Edit: gfish's post (with photos) here, shadowblue's very marginally related post here.

(no subject) - (Anonymous)

Yeah! What's keeping you? Having to develop the bits?

Yes, pictures, please!

Sixthed, despite your edit, just because I like saying “sixthed”.

Sounds lovely!

Well, gfish and I take very different pictures. I have lots and lots of pictures of the fire, for example, and the way mica in the limestoney-rock glowed much brighter than the stone matrix around it all salamnader-tailed, and the marble-winged butterflies, and very few pictures of crushing ore with hammers. :) So, one could hypothetically demand to see my pictures even though his are up.

I should love to see your pictures, just the descriptions sound pretty :)

gfish mostly photographs for documentary reasons, so that he has a record of what happened. I tend to use the presence of a camera as an excuse to look for pretty or interesting things.

It sounds (and looks, thanks, gfish) like a lot of fun - and a lot of work! Given rock hot enough to melt, if you fired for six hours, how long did you wait for the rock to cool?

If you feel like posting your own pictures, that would be wonderful to see!

Very marginally. Heh. :)
I'm amused that you linked it at all.

(no subject) - (Anonymous)

Hi! YOu picked the worst possible time to add me; I just moved and won't have internet access for a couple of weeks, except at random intermittant times at other people's houses. :) But welcome, and I hope I live up to expectations. I added you back.

Random hello...

I found you through someone linking to this post and wanted to say "hi" in case you wondered why I friended you.

That was a fantastic piece of writing, and I'm interested in reading other things you might write.