The middle of the night, the middle of the enlarging process. That's me (Kathi) in the saddle. Things can get pretty grim sometimes, you have to take your laughs where you can get them!
That's my Dad, Ed, the artist who sculpted Bask.
4:30 in the morning on the day "after" we were scheduled to be finished. We had already checked out of the hotel the day before and there was no place for anyone to go to bed that night. This is my Mom and my Neice as well as a large assortment of small dogs camped out on the studio couches. Pretty glamorous, Hmmm?
A couple of interesting pics from the foundry. The piece has to be taken apart during the mold making process, for ease of casting, and reassembled in bronze. On the left you can see Bask levitating above a welding table. On the right is a photo of Bask's stainless steel superstructure being welded to the frame for the base. The steel structure runs up into Bask's hind end and supports the weight of the front end. Without it, he would gradually sag and the metal would eventually fracture.
My Dad giving Bask's face a final "grooming" with a grinder. Warning: Don't try this with a real horse! HA!
A BIG problem! Somewhere, during the casting process, a section of his leg was lost and it was too short! Notice all of the slices in the metal that were made trying to get the length back.
Bask being unloaded by hand from the truck behind the Museum of the Horse in Lexington. This was a real nail-biter!
The door at the rear of the museum was too short so Bask gets ready for a wagon ride around to the main entrance.
They removed the glass doors and rolled him right on in!
Standing him back up was even trickier than laying him down! At least outside they had a crane! "everybody, watch your toes!"
Bask, with his new base installed.
The plaque on the base in tribute to Bask and his owners.
