Unfortunately I lost the boa last night... I'm making these bows at an artist community in Oakland called American steel. One of the 150 or so studios in the giant wharehouse is a burningman camp and artist/maker space called love potion. Access to tools there and collective wisdom is unbelievable, laser cutter, 3d printers, welding machines, forges... A lot of the burningman art cars and art come from American steel. So the community is extremely eccentric, I was wearing that boa while in a fur coat and pinstripes while ripping that wood on the saw etc, took it off to take the pic and it seemed fitting for the photos :-) there were three parties going on within about 100 feet of me, large flames flowing up to the ceiling and curling the paint every few moments.
Another collective there, the department of spontNeous combustion, specializes in making flame throwers and other fire artwork. Met a guy last night with a flaming top hat who I think I left my boa with...
There's something really amazing about being able to work on my bowyer skills while behind me a flame thrower is going off, someone's driving by in a giant skull, edm is playing, someone else is welding a giant metal sculpture while someone else is sewing up latex outfits. I'm suprised the boa is the only thing that got into the picture, there was a lot going on around me lol.
Everyone there loves the idea of making a bow, the primitive nature of them very much captures their imagination, even if the few I have are very poor indeed.