Tuesday, September 01, 2026

More Box Time

 I suppose I had a choice between working on my shipping box or working on the new print (or both), but after thinking about it a bit, I decided the box was the way to go.  After all, before this month is out, I have to get some framed work down to Maryland.  And a shipping box takes time to do right.  As much as I would like to work more on a print, I have no deadline for getting one done, but I do have a deadline for this next show.  So box it is.

Got up to the building in the morning and found plenty of parking.  For the first time in a few weeks, I took the elevator down to my space.  (that cone was definitely gone) Cleared the table and got to work.  The goal for today was to finish the inner box.  Toward that end, I prepared styrofoam pieces and glued them in the planned places, added some scrap boards to the broad sides (protection), pieces of cardboard in other areas (the same), and lots of paper tape on the edges and seams of everything.  I cut loose some cardboard I don't need, leaving just one top flap for now.  I still may add one piece of styrofoam in the bigger box, but essentially the inner box is complete.  Below is a photo of what exists so far:

Next will be to wrap everything in the outer box, which will include some more flaps.  In my Studio already I have cardboard in mind for that process, but it waits for next time.  

For music today I felt like listening to the Kirsty MacColl album I have (possibly influenced by the old movie I saw on Saturday night, part of which has a plot similar to one of the songs) so I had brought with me her posthumous album tropical brainstorm, blogged about back in March of 2020 if you want to get the full story.  When that ended, I put on another home burned Studio copy disc, the self titled Marc Ribot  y Los Cubanos Postizos, written about back in July of 2020.  I guess what both albums have in common is a love of Caribbean music, the former covering the variety of music found from North to South America and everything in between, and the latter a tribute to a particular Cuban bandleader.