Sculpting:

In jeans, laced-up Doc Martens and a biker bandana JJ looks ready to mount his sleek, scarlet Harley, but instead, he’s got an afternoon of plasma-cutting and welding ahead of him.

As he settles in to work, Miss Nitro – “my junkyard cat” – rubs against his legs, before darting off to stalk the jays and cardinals JJ feeds.

Working with an old metal mesh satellite dish he hauled down from Georgia, JJ is welding together wings for his latest creation: a giant Florida mosquito.  Emerging from a hissing cloud of sparks, he pauses to inspect his work, then grins.

“Of course, it’s going to be able to move,” he says, gently jiggling a giant wing.  “They all move and have motion.”