Mando Making

Yknow, after cutting out a bunch of sintra and suffering at least three different forms of finger injuries, I though "hell, that was tougher than expected, but at least the difficult part is done." Then there was the challenge of shaping, forming, attaching, filling, molding, sanding, and eventually painting a helmet. "But at least the hard part is done!"

Sometime Sunday, while blasting myself with a heat gun to shape velcro-affixed plates to my torso and lamenting the difficulties in reaching certain pieces, much less seeing them all, it really started to sink in that any thought of being mostly done or whatever might be the hardest part is really premature.

A little decision like, "I think these chest plates need to come up about half an inch," is going to necessitate pulling stitches and resewing velcro patches.  Getting my back plate positioned properly is something I still haven't even wrapped my head around a way to approach solo. Shoulders are tricky, too. I don't really like the way securing the visor in my helmet changes its shape slightly. And when I finally get the torso armor sorted out, I still have arms and lets to work on.

Oy. So much work!