My Adventures in 3D Printing

Coming of age in a new millennium, I’ve always been in pursuit of instant gratification.  I can remember the first time I saw a 3D printer, or at least a video of one, was in a drafting class I took in high school (about 2005).  I was instantly in love with the idea.  It was like a tiny instant gratification machine.  It seemed perfect.  You wanted something, you made it.

Sometime in the last few years, Jason began researching 3D printers and decided our house needed one. I loved the idea but knew nothing about 3D modelling or machinery.  I asked him to teach me, but with a full course load and a job, he had no time.  He showed me where to download Sketchup and showed me a few basic functions.  After that everything I asked was met with the answer “figure it out yourself”.  I thought this seemed harsh at the time, but realized, months later, when I was designing and printing on my own, that he simply knew I would take those words as a challenge.  As it turns out with the free software Sketchup, there are a wealth of tutorials online.  I spent many hours reading tutorials and asking advice in online forums.

Our Solidoodle 3 came for Christmas, assembled, and in a big cardboard box marked “Solidoodle”.  We were a little put out that the mail man just put it on the porch and walked away without ringing.  Luckily none of the neighborhood kids thought it would be useful enough to steal off of our porch.  It took a little bit of setting up, but we were printing the first night we unboxed it.  I started learning to work the machine and cut my teeth designing and printing smart phone dummies (again, thinking about how often I let my cell phone act as an instant gratification machine).  They were relatively simple to design and wouldn’t take much time to print.  Still, my results were quite rocky at first.


Progression of failed prints

As it turns out, our several hundred dollar instant gratification machine worked better as an unending frustration machine.  As simple as the design really is (heating up plastic and layering it on a heated bed) there were a million things to go wrong.  As many times as I was able to print successfully, there were whole days where we could barely get the machine to do more than shoot spaghetti-like strands of plastic from the seams in the extruder.  So we ended up breaking a few parts, replacing them with better pieces, modding the printer to work better and crying with joy every time we could get it to run for a few days without problems.  Over the course of the winter we took the entire printer apart and reassembled it, reconnecting wires with ease.  This was my introductory course to machinery.

phone city in progress (2)

3D model made using Sketchup

While it still had problems frequently, we were then better able to address them.  My experiment printing dummy phones turned into a few planned art pieces that would combine the plastic dummy phones with glass cast inserts in the shape of crowded city tenements.  I found that printing models to cast was a great use of the new machine.  Before, if I wanted to cast something, I’d have to carve the item out of wax first.  This process is effective, but would be ridiculously time consuming to make something as detailed as a tiny model city.


ABS 3D printed models, wax model and cast glass pieces

At the time, I’d been reading a lot of dystopian novels and was thinking about the cultural extremes that exist today.  My model cities, made up of clustered tenements would be juxtaposed against the height of new technology: the smart phone.  I was finishing up a residency after graduating college and had access to kilns and supplies, so while I was more exciting about 3D printing than anything, I knew it’d be a good idea to combine the two materials.  I printed the phones and the models for the glass pieces. Those models I would make molds of, pour waxes and then use a lost wax casting technique to cast the glass pieces I needed.  In contrast to the rocky time I’d had 3D printing them, I was able to cast 4 glass pieces successfully on the first try.


“Dystopia” finished project

After almost a year of 3D printing, I’ve learned a lot of things:

  • There is no such thing as instant gratification, when it comes to making
  • Even someone with no experience can learn to 3D model, print and tinker
  • There are individuals all over the world using new technology to develop new ideas
  • The amount of new advances in 3D printing technology is utterly overwhelming
  • A 3D printer is just as likely to jam, sputter and malfunction as any temperamental inkjet printer
  • If you know where to look, you can find an answer to just about anything online
  • Hairspray is a wonderfully versatile art supply

At the moment I have a few more glass castings I’m working to finish up and incorporate into an installation.  I’ve got another project involving the 3D printer that I’m very excited to start work on.  In the next few days I plan to start fixing the 3D printer again (after the thermister has wriggled loose yet another time).   I’ll be posting updates as I fix, modify and likely cry over our little art-making machine.  I’d love to hear your thoughts on 3D printing and any of its possible art-related uses.

Reading List

World’s End by T.C. Boyle

Ever so often I come across a book that’s big enough and good enough that I never seem to finish it.  I carried this book around for the better part of a month and was sad when I finally finished it.  I picked it up at a yard sale because the back cover told of a protagonist haunted by ghosts of family members and forebearers.  As someone obsessed with genealogy, I’ve often felt the same way pouring through old records and stories looking for parallels between my life and those of my ancestors.  The book centers around a troubled man named Walter, fresh out of college in 1960’s New York state.  The book tells two narratives that slowly come together, and finally merge at the end of the world, in Barrow Alaska.  Walter finds himself haunted by waking visions of ancestors that appear around a life-altering accident.  He sets off in search of answers but meets every roadblock imaginable.  The search for answers reveals links to many of the novel’s characters whose families populated the region for centuries.  He seems constantly stuck between forces, those of his free-wheeling radical friends and his stuffy suit-and-tie job, between his life that’s on hold and the visions from the past he can’t seem to shake.   Parallel to the story of Walter is the story of his ancestors, who once lived in the same place as him, when New York was still a Dutch settlement.  Their troubled lives, plagued by strange happenings and betrayals give insight into the lives of their descendants, far into the future. Watching the dueling narratives finally come together was thrilling.  The book is wonderfully well written, well paced and completely worth the month’s worth of reading it took to finish it.

The Art of Non-Conformity – Set Your Own Rules – Live the Life You Want and Change the World by Chris Guillebeua

I was drawn to this book mostly because of the title. but felt an immediate spark upon realizing the author had some of the same values and experiences as I do.  He writes about quitting the “traditional” workforce at 20 and seeking self employment, valuing entrepreneurship over monotony and busy work.  He questions the established paths towards education (high school, college and graduate school) and sets forth a focused and economical plan for self-education.  Honestly the chapter “Graduate School vs. The Blogosphere” is one the things that finally encouraged me to start this blog.  The book focuses on the importance on building a life that is worthwhile and focused on work that is fulfilling and leaves a legacy.  It challenges the reader to fight authority, question convention, travel as a means to grow and make the world a better place.

The Big Tiny – A Built-It-Myself Memoir by Dee Williams

To anyone who reads about tiny houses regularly, Dee Williams is a name that comes up often as an influence or source of inspiration.  I ordered this book a few weeks ago while busy thinking about tiny houses.  I was hoping it would provide some insight.  I was surprised by just how easily I related to the author and her experiences falling in love with the tiny house community.  The book follows her battle with an unforeseen illness, search for “Tiny House Man” (spoiler, it’s Jay Shafer of Tumbleweed fame), tiny house build and adjustment to a pared down life.  She writes often of the simple joys she found in the tiny life and the process leading up to it, such as quality time with friends, meeting neighbors and appreciating and feeling connected to the changing seasons.  In the book Dee approaches the tiny house idea with enthusiasm but a normal sense of trepidation, only to find many unexpected benefits of a simpler and happier life.  For anyone considering downsizing or seeking happiness through simplicity, this book would be a good read.