March 27th, 2014 by Ben Howard
That’s right, everybody. I’ve decided that after the over TEN years of sculpting, the success, the not-quite-failures-but-pretty-bads, the praise and accolades, and the busted eyeball blood vessels, I’ve decided to stop sculpting entirely for the day. It’s just about 6:18 PM and I just can’t do it anymore.
“Now wait!” You’re trying to telepathically convey to me. “You can’t stop now! It’s the shank of the evening!” to which I reply, I don’t care WHAT it’s the shank of anymore. I’m just tired and I think I’d be better off just quitting altogether for the day. I know this is probably gonna upset some people who thought I would be sculpting until the end of my day, like, right up until I go to sleep. You people just need to understand- I got a life outside sculpting, and I feel like I’ve been ignoring it. I need to take the trash out at some point tonight.
Please just know that while I feel very strongly about this decision, there still is a possibility I might change my mind and return to sculpting. Presently I doubt it, but at some point down the line like at 9:30, maybe I’ll feel differently.
In the meantime, go to the Portfolio to see a BUNCH of new shots of figures I did for some events and shows I recently attended. “What shows?” you telepathically inquire- well, if you can implant thoughts into my head, shouldn’t you know that already?
And just like that, I quit. See ya tomorrow!!
Posted in New Scuplture!, Uncategorized, Works in Progress
Tagged Bomb Kirby, givin' up, Kirby, Magic Man, Octorok, Pyramid Head, Sword Kirby, Tingle, WIP
June 20th, 2013 by Ben Howard
Don’t worry about anything, ’cause the time has come for me to take up the mantle again and be a responsible sculptor. Honeymoon’s over and I got the itch to make a few new rude dudes.
Anne and I walked out on America for another run through Japan, as you may have pieced together- the idea was to stay for a longer stint this time around, but circumstances changed and we made the choice to retreat back to Cleveland. If you want a more detailed version of this story, read through our Japan blog. It’s NOT because of anything the Yakuza did, at all, those guys are always getting blamed and I want to put all of that RIGHT out of your mind. A completely non-Yakuza related departure from Japan (not even a threatening note pinned to a rotting cabbage on our door)
We got back completely unharmed and I wasted no time joining back up with The Monster Makers. They asked, “How did you escape the wrath of the Japanese mob?” and I carefully explained that there wasn’t any trouble with them, and that they pretty much ignored us actually. According to them I was putting on a brave face but in the absence of any threat, I don’t know about any kind of brave face. Perhaps stemming from a form of PTSD that follows absolutely no trauma or shocking event, I found solace in sculpting, as you can see here:
ain’t nobody gonna pardon these crimes
I’m really glad to be back doing these little treasures. Maybe someday we’ll make our way back to Japan, but for now we’re jamming our stakes in the rich Cleveland concrete. I’ve got a lot of fun to do at The Monster Makers, and Anne is getting her feet professionally calloused with Inlet Dance Theatre. We’re making our presence known on this side of the planet, so if you’re a Japanese gangster you officially MISSED YOUR CHANCE.
I saw a yakuza and this is what it looks like