I have an idiotically dangerous plan to get some work done today.
See, I normally explode my gunpowder and fuse paintings outside. But, it's been cold. I mean like really, arctic blast (I love this name), polar vortex, blizzard level, cold. And windy.
It is too cold to work. But I need to create. Gotta keep moving.
Firstly, I put on 3 layers of clothes and my large down coat. I look like a space man.
I wear my long johns, jeans, and "plastic pants". I am a bit worried that the plastic pants will start on fire. Burning plastic stinks, especially on your skin. But, I think my fire extinguisher works. Maybe I should test it. Does it work in the cold? My neighbors, love the way I look. I'm all layered up and am spraying my fire extinguisher around outside The Blast Factory. Maybe they think I'm rehearsing my new performance art.
I know the recipe for my art. Idea. Canvas. Paint. Gunpowder. Fuse. Explosion. Burn.
And with the super cold, things things don't burn as hot or as fast. Right?
So I double everything. Double the gunpowder. Double the fuse. Is doubling the right amount? Maybe I should double it again? Right. Let's do that!
Is the oxygen level higher or lower when it is cold? More oxygen means more burn. I'll assume it's lower. I mean, it is tough to breath when it is this cold. So there must be less oxygen. Although I suppose I could google that…
But I'm impatient, and I'm freezing to death, so I'll just add a bit more more gunpowder. How about just 100 grains more. This also gives me the opportunity to die in a fiery explosion. All in the name of art. Once you find my charred remains, maybe you can put on my tombstone, "Stick was a blast while he lasted".
But, I've done this before, hundreds of time. The art will be cool (great word choice). I'll survive.
This might be my last post. I love you Renee!
Here goes nothin'.
I light the fuse.