A Fear-Induced Porridge
The work for the show is coming together nicely (the show opens April 1st). Hopefully I'll be posting new stuff everyday as it is finished. Down to the wire as they say (a little too literal in this case).
I know I've said it a million times before, but "I don't quite know how this one turned into the devil". He's practically done. He needs his head sewn on tighter, a knot for his tie stitched under his collar and his tie-pin tacked on.
Can't you almost picture him swaggering through the land of Make-Believe, green eyes a-glitter*, walking over the trolley tracks and leaning into the window of Henrietta Pussycat's treehouse so he can watch her clean herself.
There are four more bodies to make for finished heads.
. . . and then there is the three-legged, three-armed, three-headed twins that are birthing a little crotch buddy (that one might not be done for the show. If it is, I'll be finishing-up the day of the show and hair-drying the paint job and swearing a lot).
His body is just about done (the wire scuplt and taping, that is). Producing the form that the clay gets sculpted onto is the bulk of the work. After that it's only a matter of giving him skin and coloring it. It's sit's under the table looking like this:
*His eyes are made from the metallic green foil of a holiday candy.
3 Comments:
Is a male seamstress called a "Seamster"?
Is a female scenester called a "scenestress"?
Unless you're gonna go the whole "sceneperson" route (which, of course, would be fucking stupid), then yes, I'd go with scenestress.
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