I’m sitting here in Indiana at Ann’s lovely table writing this instead of sitting in New York at my increasingly-unorganized table. whee!
I was sitting here obliviously preparing to sculpt, and Ann reminded me that I’m supposed to be writing these blog things, so maybe it wouldn’t be a bad idea to take pictures of stuff. WHATEVER ANN. Okay fine, have some pictures.
I’m back in mad show prep mode, so I’m trying to sculpt like a crazy person. I figure a crazy person would sculpt with a skunk duct-taped to their forehead while singing God Save the Queen in 12-part harmony with a choir of squirrels as they turn mashed potatoes and old newspaper into a bust of Benjamin Franklin. I am totally doing that. Or maybe just starting with aluminum wire and foil.
And then you completely disassemble the armature and give him a bulby body instead cause holy crap it’s annoying getting these dudes to stand up on spindly little legs, you know what I’m sayin’??!!!
He looks happier that way anyway.
(The FCC has requested that I add the following disclaimer: I didn’t disassemble the nearly-finished happy guy. It was a more different happy guy. Thank you for your support of the FCC)