Duchamp you rascal

Well the battle with my copper continues to be a drawn out affair with neither of us truly ever going to win. I did manage to obtain some boiled linseed oil today though, as my supplies have diminished, from my Grandad. I always love going down to his workshop, its got that dusty wood smell which is really nice. He's a retired cabinet maker/carpenter, who still likes to dabble, and so is always handy to have about. So here's a selection of his tools, enjoy!
In other news i've managed to dent my art essay with a hefty 1000 words done today, and i must say it sounds intellectually stupid. The last part i wrote determined that a glass of water was in fact an oak tree, which was in fact bread and wine, which naturally was the flesh and blood of Christ, how can you argue with that logic.