These things start out with good intentions. How they finish is usually with determination. My last post was about air being hard to control. Well, it is. I may be harder to control.
The post showed the fan blowing air into the chamber and becoming turbulent. I wanted to have small paper stars dance around with the air movement. The idea being that this made them impossible to count. Where that idea came from is the idea of counting the number of grains of sand on a beach. The answer to me was that given enough time, you could. To which I suggest, if the ocean is doing it’s business of moving back and forth on the beach, I don’t care how long you have, it’s going to be difficult. This harkens back to the argument that given an infinite amount of time, if you put all the pieces of a watch in a box and shook the box, at least once you would get a perfectly working watch. Or the one with monkeys banging on a typewriter, infinitely, you might get a Shakespeare work or two. I’m calling fiction. Some of you may recognize this set of arguments as ones that are against Creationism. I’m not saying I know the answers, but I guess I’d like the answer to be some blend of both, if that’s possible. But as usual, you get to decide for yourself. I’ll just ask questions and look for my answers.
So that didn’t work, those stars sat on the bottom of the box like they were glued. I even made a more drilled bottom in hopes that more air was the ticket. It wasn’t.
So, more air right? I guess so, so I got a set of squirrel cage blowers that pretty much made a wind tunnel. I then made a new case for this.
That worked great, not. Some of the stars would stick to the top and the rest would stick to the bottom like glued to each other.
One can handle only so much failure. Apparently I am very tolerant to failure, since I still hadn’t given up. I did a new design that will debut at Perry Meyer Fine Art next month on May 16th. Come see it, I am very happy with it. After the opening I will post a video of it here as well.