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  1. More to the point, if you don't have the ability to make an accurate, workable mold, you might as well hang up your violin making aspirations now.
  2. Second for the carbon paper. Cheap and re-useable. I use a knife to get as close as possible, then a scraper (broken glass) to get all the way there.
  3. Raw, cut with turpentine and or spirit, colors added as needed. I really liked the look and was getting pretty comfortable with it. On to something else!
  4. I'm not sure what the production process is. Any information they had is no longer on the website. It is thick like honey, smells fresh and piney, dissolved easily in spirit and turps.
  5. Hi all, Kremer pigments no longer carries the Strasbourg turpentine dark balsam. Does anyone here know of another supplier? Or a good substitute? Thanks!
  6. I'm getting rid of some old peg shapers. I haven't used them in quite some time. $200 for all 5, shipping included in the USA, pay pal preferred. Message me with any questions.
  7. Jesus, you are an ass. I hope you finally get some help, because there is clearly something wrong with you.
  8. Now that seems like a "waste of time."
  9. I bought one as well. Very happy. Please see thread here.
  10. I was there 1996-97. Dai-Ting Chung (of the Chimei collection) had just graduated when I arrived.
  11. I am really glad to hear someone else voice this. I am not a particularly "otherworldly" person, and some of my most happy and contented years were spent in an old Georgia farm/whore house from the early 1800. But as I live and breath, I have never been more unsettled and downright scared than when I was at the Chimneys house. Once when Ed and Mary went out of town I was granted the honor of staying at the house over night to keep an eye on things. No fucking way. I lasted until 9 or 10, then rode my bike back to my apt in Boiling Springs. Wracked with guilt, I rode my bike back at 4 in the morning to make sure that the place wasn't burgled or burnt, but I never did, nor would I ever, stay the night there. There was a wicked and cruel feeling in that house, and if I'm being honest, it showed in Mary. I hope the two of them have found peace and happiness, cuz it sure didn't seem like they found it there. Weird stuff.