so you can see a little bit of really bad scrimshaw on these guys. I had to get them damp to be able to scratch lines in with an exacto knife. after that, I piled them all into a bowl full of hot, cheap puerh tea. I decided to add some spices too, and boy I'm glad I did! they don't smell like gross old bones anymore, but instead, smell of cinnamon with a touch of cardimom. the tea stained the bones to an orangy-brown, and illuminated the incised lines rather handsomely.
the final treatment to the plates (I had to re-treat them on account of forgetting to solder on 6 hooks):
as soon as I figure out my curve and position on the shirt, the two will be married with copper rivets. how sweet!