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New Hawk

Hope you all have a safe, happy weekend.  Today I present my latest original hawk….his name is ‘Coor.’

(gargano's original Prairie Hawk)

This hawk is 17″ long with a wingspan of 35″ made from 83 aluminum cans.  I’m not a big beer drinker but I have a great source for obtaining all kinds of cans…beer and soda varieties.  Cute isn’t he?   haha

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BS Hawk

In an earlier post of mine, “Copying the Hawk Form,” I mentioned how I made things from beer and soda cans, especially airplanes.  But one day, after watching a large prairie hawk fly around, I figured that if I could make airplane wings, I should be able to somehow copy the form of that hawk and, thus, I made that first hawk out of Budlight cans (my avatar at the moment).

In my earlier post “Good Knight,” I show a picture of a knight upon a horse, which I made for a dear friend of mine who has a form of autism.  Now I’m not making anything that will end up at the Smithsonian or anything, but it is fun and  probably nerve settling, to a point.  Nice little hobby if you have patience.

Well, anyways, here are a couple of pictures showing another hawk I just finished for a client and a dragon, that originally was going to be a mermaid.

You have to bare with me….the name of this site is called  The Poet’s Crafts…so I’d better show you a craft…haha

(the Budweiser Select Hawk)

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Tony Mazza – Part I

Mr. Tony Mazza

Although my father’s huge family lived in an Iowa town, my father was transferred with his company to Pierre, South Dakota in the early ‘50s, where I spent ten years of my life, growing up.

In the 50s, discrimination and prejudice had not yet been held accountable and the local Indians were not allowed to drink or buy alcohol in Pierre.  This fact will become more relevant, later.

My grandfather, for reasons I won’t discuss now, settled in Iowa, changed his name, and he and grandmother had a large truck-farm, a bakery and a grocery store.  With all the kids they had, they had plenty of help to run their businesses.  They had come from Pennsylvania, where they had settled after coming over from Italy.

Due to a situation that developed in Pennsylvania, it was necessary for my grandfather to relocate faraway and Iowa was chosen to become his new home.  From that time forward, my grandfather had three bodyguards who protected him and his family.  And of course, they became “family” also, present in all the pictures, etc.  One of the bodyguards was Tony Mazza.

Now as bodyguards go, Tony didn’t fit the description; at least not as we think of bodyguards today – burly, tall, robust, serious, tough and tough-looking.  I’ll give you burly and serious and probably, tough, but he certainly wasn’t tall and robust.  But, in all fairness, that was through my eyes as a kid.

He was not much taller than me, sporting no…absolutely no teeth, always chomping down on a huge cigar, while holding a can of Pabst Blue Ribbon beer that he always got from the grocery store my dad and two of my uncles co-owned there in town.  He always wore a brown suit, white shirt and black tie and he wore it in the dead of winter and in the heat of the summer…..I never saw him dressed any other way and was always told that he owned no other accessories.  I had to believe that.  He never was unclean however, if you know what I mean.  He was a dapper zapper.

The grocery store was down from where my Uncle Bill lived on 3rd Avenue in an Italian neighborhood and quite often our family would be at Uncle Bill’s house where we had four cousins to play with.  I, however, liked being down at the grocery store, in the backroom where the meat was cut and the guys would sit on wooden stools and chairs, sloshing their shiny black shoes in the sawdust, that heavily covered the cement floor, telling countless stories of who knows what, always cussing, laughing, joking and sometimes, crying.  It was a good life.  It’s all gone now………it’s all gone now.

The thing about it was that no one cared that I was around;  I was sort of respected and ‘part of’ the group….well, that’s the feeling I had, anyway.  Please understand, I didn’t talk….I just sat on a little stool and listened and played in the sawdust, that did draw some reprimanding remarks from ‘all my fathers,’ at times.

copyright © 2012 T.J. Gargano

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Copying the Hawk Form

I have become interested in building airplanes from beer and soda cans after viewing others’ attempts I have seen on the internet.  I admit that it has been a slow-go but it has been both fun and interesting.  Of course, there are other words to describe this hobby; challenging quickly comes to mind.

Anyway, as of a morning (and I live in the country), I go out on the deck and with coffee and a glass of juice in hand, sit, watch and listen to all the wild life that shares the sunrise with me.

Every few days, a large prairie red-tailed hawk makes an appearance, commanding the attention of everything around as it lights down in the high oaks and seeks out the tops of the telephone poles along the country road.

One of the challenges of the airplane is the wing assembly.  Since I have improved on the wing aspect in making these planes, my brain whispers to my mind that this body might be able to create one of these birds of prey out of these aluminum cans and so the idea is born.  The challenge is presented and I get excited to try it.

My first attempt is this “Bud Light Prairie Hawk” which surprisingly has garnered much attention given it is my first attempt.  Due to its popularity, I have quickly followed it with  Budweiser, Busch Lite, Bud Select and Coors Light hawks by request.  Of the many challenges these hawks present (a lot of people call them eagles….whatever….I tried to copy the gracefulness of that hawk that comes around) I can see now that finding them a piece of tree to light upon is going to be time consuming.

I will be presenting details of these hawks in the future but if you have any questions feel free to ask or tell me about anything else that might be feasible for me to make or that you would like to make with my suggestions.

again…..thanks for dropping by

copyright © 2011 T.J. Gargano

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