Art of Ishi

Me and Igor had an interesting conversation yesterday morning as he loafed and watched me flintknap this cute little Ross point. “Boss, there ees cockrroach on floorr. I should keel eet, no?” “No,” I said, “It’s not a cockroach. It’s a species of bug that looks like a cockroach and lives only in Michigan. We call them Bacon Beetles. If you chew them fresh they taste just like fried bacon.”
Igor hasn’t talked to me since. Even offered him one of my favorite micro-brewery beers last night to cleanse his pallet and bought him breakfast this morning …. to no avail. Definitely the most sensitive ruthless mercenary I have ever known. Either that or Bacon Beetles cause Lockjaw!

You know, employing Igor, a ruthless Russian mercenary, has the advantage of providing good security for my high-security rock bunker and relieving worry about rock raiders stealing my rare, exotic rocks from all over the world.  Lately, however, it seems like a mistake.  But it’s my fault.  In a recent Facebook post I compared Igor to Clint Eastwood regarding the way he squints. Definitely my bad.

Since then he’s been watching Eastwood flicks nonstop, and has grown fond of addressing me as “punk”. At least several times a day he walks in to my workshop, squints and say’s, “You arrre punk! You wee’ll make my day, no?” I don’t know how much longer I can take this. Tried staring at the beauty of this Horse Creek Chert arrowhead for relief but to little avail. Does anyone know a good therapist?

A friend told me that the Rock Fairy will bring me beautiful rock if I leave some money under my pillow in the morning before I leave for work, because the Rock Fairy only works the day shift, and that the Rock Fairy will leave the rock under my pillow, but sometimes it takes up to a week, but keep leaving money or the Rock Fairy gets depressed because you don’t trust him (or her?)   The money has been disappearing every day for 3 weeks now and my friend says he is envious of me because I’m going to get a bunch of killer rock.  Wow, I’m geeked! When I called today to let him know that the Rock Fairy forgot to take the money today, his answering machine said he is in Mexico on a long vacation!  In any case, I sure hope the Rock Fairy leaves me some Ocean Wave Jasper like this.

It was an interesting day. The rock bunker alarms went off this morning and the next thing I know Igor and the boys came busting into my knapping studio with weapons hot. I casually inquired as to what the HECK was going on. “Geet down, boss!” he barked, “We weel keel the wild peegs!” I forgot to inform Igor that I was knapping raw Polychrome Jasper. He heard the grunts and snorting and assumed a herd of feral hogs had breached security. My bad!

Great Numbats, it’s another Numbat silicified sandstone spearpoint.  Some call it Printstone but it sure looks like a Numbat to me.  I must have knapped it in my sleep last night. I had a dream that I was a scarecrow and was being carried away by a flock of flying numbats.   Let me think – was the scarecrow the one without a brain?  Hmmm.

I recently returned from The Tucson Gem & Mineral Show and brought back some real treasures, after sorting through literally tons of flintknapping rocks. Stay tuned for new flint knapped arrowheads, stone knives and opal arrowhead jewelry, made of some truly exceptional materials. Continue reading New Rocks Rock

Recently i did something that I really refrain from doing unless absolutely necessary. I re-organized my workshop and found one of my secret stash flintknapping rocks. It’s a painful thing to do when you want to be productive, but have to spend a couple of days going through everything and moving it around. Continue reading Secret Stash Flintknapping Rocks Rediscovered