First step towards welding

More than a year ago I have posted about the fascination of welding and that I wanted to take a class in welding.

In the end of October my husband and my son will be away for a drum-building workshop. My first thoughts that I could look for an interesting quilting workshop on that weekend were soon replaced by thoughts about that urge to learn about welding. I set down to research, and soon found a firm in Munich

that offers welding classed on a pretty regular basis. Their schedule ended in July, however. So I called them, asked about their offers for October and would it be possible to set a date on that last weekend in October, and indeed they did. So I have signed up for that welding class.

The day after that I came across a wonderful dumpster which would have given me plenty of material, had I only had plyers with me to extract some of the beautiful stuff in there. 

Especially that band of rusty nails really struck my heart. Taught me a lesson – never leave home without plyers!

Could-have-been Art

For several years now I have been wanting to take a class (at least one, perhaps even more) in welding. I haven't really told many people about this, keeping it a secret while I was trying to establish myself as an artist in quilting. Seems a bit odd, doesn't it? Quilting and welding don't seem to have too many things in common. Except for the approach I want to take with welding: recycle old stuff, which is how I got started with quilting, too.
Anyway, similar as with fabrics: when I see metal stuff that gives me ideas how I would have liked to integrate that into art.


For the past ten or so days we have had a deconstruction site close to our house, right on my way to Daily Oak.
And I have taken quite a few pictures. Not only of the progress of deconstruction (which I will share with you in a few days when they are completely finished), but of some art that could have been, had I taken that class already, and/or had I had the courage to go in and ask the guys taking the old building apart whether I could have some of those pieces.


Here are four pictures of art that could have been:

Now that I have told the cyber world about my desire - let's see what happens...