While on training project in Port Elizabeth at the end of 2015 a bass was brought to me for assessment! The ways in which restorative creativity presents itself is sometimes not shy from fantastic. This bass has been put back together in some of the most intriguing ways.
Added ‘cleats’ and blocks that make the eyes boggle and the process fro undo’s hard. Screws and bolts that would make Frankenstein shy and bashful. Enough buckets of glue to hold a nation together.
The images in the first part of this series shows what we found as we started with the actual project to come. Stage one, Undo.
To be continued in a bit ….
The Ha!Man, Francois le Roux and I met approximately a decade ago. His cello needed a fix, or two. Since then many thousands of skylo’meters have passed with many more sessions of sound. If it were an axe, it may have chopped forests for far. This cello’s journey in the…
This one made me feel like a clown. Open mouth with what what is usually observed. Now the mum knows more about the half size cello that she is renting from the school. And, how it blocks an easier and more sonic experience from coming through. With forming carpels in…