Ah, sorry for not updating, at some point I kept uploading my photos to my computer, but not to the blog. Let me catch up and post the rest of the photos I have.
Once the case was made for her removed left arm, it was time to open it up and get the original oil clay sculpture out of the inner rubber mold. Somehow up until the point, I didn't realize that in the process to create the mold, the original sculpture is lost. Even though a lot of work goes into making the mold, by the end, it feels like I have nothing. It's literally the negative space that the sculpture leaves. It's so surreal to have to break something in order to make it.
Once the case was made for her removed left arm, it was time to open it up and get the original oil clay sculpture out of the inner rubber mold. Somehow up until the point, I didn't realize that in the process to create the mold, the original sculpture is lost. Even though a lot of work goes into making the mold, by the end, it feels like I have nothing. It's literally the negative space that the sculpture leaves. It's so surreal to have to break something in order to make it.
Opening the case, I cut my finger on one of the edges. It's official, I've given blood and sweat to this sculpture. I'm pretty sure I'll give tears when it's complete.
Getting the rubber mold out of the case...
Oh! She's inside!
The clay remains of her left arm. This photo breaks my heart every time.
The cleaned out rubber mold resting in the fiberglass case and another 6 hour work session complete.
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