Image Above: The Fat Head Wiggler
I went a bit mad with the power tools and finally dusted off the lathe to make my own take on that old school classic ‘the wiggler’. I suppose my next project should be an earlier lure maybe something made from bone with its origins in the Stone Age. What interests me about these types of lures is their birth within that period when mass production was making products affordable or at least within reach of ordinary working people. These are lures born out a machine both in terms of design and production; they don’t look like anything I have ever seen swimming in a lake but then not a lot of lures do.
I went a bit mad with the power tools and finally dusted off the lathe to make my own take on that old school classic ‘the wiggler’. I suppose my next project should be an earlier lure maybe something made from bone with its origins in the Stone Age. What interests me about these types of lures is their birth within that period when mass production was making products affordable or at least within reach of ordinary working people. These are lures born out a machine both in terms of design and production; they don’t look like anything I have ever seen swimming in a lake but then not a lot of lures do.
The decal on the
side was something from my school days when hip-hop was just emerging and I spent
all my free periods at school drawing graffiti in the back pages of my school
books while wishing I lived in New York and had a posse. At the time one of my
school friends owned the biggest Ghetto Blaster in Liverpool which used about
the same amount of battery power as electric outboard and required its own
seating on the buses, despite its size it did nothing to help us to become cool. I was truly un-gifted as a break dancer but it didn't stop me putting on
displays at family weddings which I am still try to live down. Thankfully I have now
reached an age were rap music has become noise and I no longer dance at
weddings.
