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Two Treasure Coast Artifact Finds After Electrolysis. |
I talked about a variety or cleaning methods in recent posts. Today I'll spend some time on electrolysis, which I first did nearly forty years ago.
I bought an electrolysis device from Kellyco. It was the Kelly Kleen. I think I still have it, but I haven't used it for a while. I'll explain more about that later.
Kelly Kleen Electrolysis Manual. |
My first experiment with electrolysis and the Kelly Kleen was on a buffalo nickel. As I recall I overdid it and learned an important lesson.
I've used a lot of different equipment for electrolysis. Everything from the Kelly Kleen, to an AC adapter for a computer charger. You can also use a car battery or much smaller batteries. I'll show you some of those variations.
Containers range from a small plastic cup or ice cream container to a much larger tank that can simultaneously clean multiple items.
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Electrolysis Using a Small Battery and Plastic Cup. |
Below is an ice cream container being used to clean a shipwreck spike.
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Electrolysis in a Used Ice Cream Container. |
And below is the AC adapter used as a power source for that project.
AC Adapter Used for Electolysis Project. |
And below is a larger tank with a setup that can be used to clean larger or multiple items.
Electrolysis Tank That Can be Used to Clean Larger or Multiple Items. |
I like using the used ice cream containers, but it depends upon the size and number of items to be cleaned.
At the top of this post I showed a couple Treasure Coast finds that I cleaned using electrolysis. Below is the same wedge as it looked before electrolysis.
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Iron Wedge Find Before Cleaning. |
Below is a shipwreck spike before and after cleaning.
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Shipwreck Spike Before and After Electrolysis. |
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That site provides everything you need to know about cleaning and conserving any find from textiles and pot sherds to gold coins. Take a look.
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For something like the 80th time. last night, along with much of the country, I celebrated one more fourth of July.
One thing about getting older is that you've celebrated every annual event many times before. You've seen a lot and you've been there many times before.
No matter how many, or how bright or colorful they are, flashing lights and loud sounds no longer have the same impact. But each timely explosion does light another fuse. It takes you somewhere.
As the fireworks display begins, Bang!, Flash!, surrounded by the sky's red glare I see the weeping willow tree in my cousins back yard where once a year for several years a big family picnic was held. My young friend and I eagerly wait for her gramdma to bring out the pies. (One of the last things my mom and I ever talked about was Dorothy's wonderful pies.)
The smoke clears a little, and another explosion lights the sky, this time multiple colors frames the scene. I see my grandpa and the men playing horseshoes in my grandma's backyard while the women talk and set the long picnic table. I am again playing with my little friend.
Another boom and flash, and there we are. My mom, dad and I are in sitting in the old Pontiac parked with hundreds of other cars at the city park looking toward the hillside waiting for the fireworks to start.
Bang, flash, and this time my dad is setting off fireworks on the hill behind our newly built house. Our neighbor on the opposite hillside shouts out across the valley my dad's name to acknowledge that he sees it too.
As last night's fireworks display ends with an even bigger and brighter attempt to shock my senses, I see my grandma kneeling beside me and holding a small lighted sparkler in one hand while sheltering me safely in her other arm. This time we are in our front yard. I see grandma's face lit up by love and pride. Her focus is on my face while my young eyes are focused on the dazzling lights.
The fireworks display comes to a loud but sudden end as I come to the beginning of my story. I use the sudden quiet to reflect on the long journey. Odd how time unwinds and the beginning and ending coincides.
So overall I'd say that last night's fireworks display was ok, I guess, but flashing lights and loud noises and things like that don't impress the mature eye so much. I still loved it, but for a different reason. The lights and sounds became the fuse and background as I flipped through some of the pages of my mental family photo album. I felt the love and visited the people that made my life so wonderful to recall.
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