Before I worked in the recording studio, I worked for the studio owner’s father in the packaging industry.
In fact, what many studio customers don’t know is that the ICP in ICP Studios stands for Inter-Chemicals and Plastics, which was the original name of the father’s company.
Anyway, my job was designing packaging machinery, mostly for the record industry… machines that wrapped CD’s and cassettes (and vinyl LP’s!!) in shrink wrap and blister packs, machines that automatically sorted customer orders with barcode reading and label printing, and even machines that UN-packed CD’s and stuffed them into envelopes that were sold separated from their cases in the shops to avoid theft. I designed the machines mechanically and electrically, managed the production, did the electric wiring myself and supervised installation and after sales support, often spending weeks at customers mainly in Germany, Holland and the UK. It was very hard work and I had very little time for much else.
But I still was taking pictures in those days, and also making stuff. And as our workshop was filled to the brim with a treasure chest of machine parts, tools and mechanical measuring instruments… it was these things which were constantly surrounding me that started to influence my creativity.
So one day I just borrowed a bunch of mechanical stuff and started arranging the parts on a plate of anti-slip aluminum. And when I was happy that I couldn’t get it looking any more insane, I glued the pieces onto the plate… and took a picture just in case something happened to it…
Which was ultimately a good idea cause I hung it onto daughter Melanie’s door just about the time her teenage hormones started to reach ignition point. The glue was pretty hard core stuff, but there’s no way it was gonna withstand the force at which she slammed her bedroom door repeatedly over a period of one month. I did try re-glueing, but in the end it all just got to be too much trouble… and so I sadly picked up the pieces from the floor and put them back into the drawers where they lived (and were probably much happier) in the company workshop… and totally forgot about the picture.
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