I’m working on cleaning up a tibia from a Diplodocus — a juvenile one, which of course does not mean that its tibia is smaller than mine.
I gave it a good bath with plain water and a sponge (and a good bit of acetone to loosen the glue) after carving it out of its plaster-and-burlap protective shell with a tile cutter.
It has been drying overnight, and today I shall cover it with a protective coating of glue to shield it from the daily environment. Hey, it’s a 140-million-year (give or take an eon) old bone! It is very delicate, and starts to fall apart right away after hitting the air.
My aim: to get the thing stabilized and strong enough so it can survive the wait until the higher powers at the museum decide what to do with it.
white pebble 