Sometime in the mid 1990's Bill took a class on plaster castings in New Mexico. He then subjected his entire family to facial castings -- including himself. Bill didn't have good "bedside" manners for the claustrophobic subject that had to nose breathe for several minutes. While the finished product was indeed the likeness of the individual -- Bill never got the hair right. So no fond memories of this artistic phase.
Bill's self-casting sculpture (if that's what you call it)...c1997 |
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