In this photo, a pretty little girl named Clarke kissed the paper Axolotl, probably because it is pink and she is one of those pink and purple gils like Abby was when she was little. Everything had to be pink or purple and preferably both. Clarke is the same.
The story on these paper sculptures is sort of funny. They looked so cute online when I saw them that I ordered a few. The description said that it would be a Beginner Level craft with easy to follow directions, meticulously perforated outlines, and simple indications of where the folds were to be made.
I decided that it would be a good idea for me to put one together as a sample. Imagine my surprise when I opened the package and found nine sheets of shapes to be punched out and seven sheets of instructions.
When I was in high school, one summer I took a class called mechanical drawing, where we were told to make drawings of three dimensional objects labeled with arrows indicating movement. The instructions on this model consisted of a series of crazy drawings that looked like my mechanical drawing pictures with numbers and arrows pointing all over the place to where these spots were to be glued onto a second piece of paper with matching numbers in random order. And then other pieces (MANY) other pieces were to be joined together.
The first challenge was folding the paper along the dotted lines and then figuring out which direction these needed to be facing when I glued them to other sheets. The biggest problem, though, was that the glue didn’t stick and when I succeeded in gluing two pieces together and setting them aside to dry, they fell apart and I had to start all over. I tried keeping my fingers in place until the glue dried, but then I was stuck to the paper and when I pulled my fingers away, the bond became unsealed. Ron came up with the idea of using big paper clips to hold the pieces together but that meant that I had to glue just a little and the set it aside for a few days. until the glue was dry.
The result was that the blasted thing took weeks to complete, and if you look closely, you see that I made some big mistakes. Rather than trying to pull the pieces apart and starting over, I said fuck it and just glued pieces where I thought they should probably go. The feet, for example, are facing backward.
So, even with my degree in mechanical drawing and my cracker jack spatial skills, this project was a nightmare! Luckily I bought only a few, and recommend that you either stay away from them or give them to someone you don’t like. Or be like Clarke and come to Chifferobe and kiss it.