The crow and his family

5 June 2011

I have been experimenting with casting, but I haven’t used any of the pieces I’ve made yet.  My resin limbs are refusing to dry properly despite adding the correct amount of accelerator and my plaster feet won’t come out of the moulds without snapping off a toe or two.  This is what happens when you mess with magic you don’t quite understand – it’s all kind of hit and miss.  Serendipitous, if you are being poetic and overly optimistic.

So here is something made from somethings that can be pinned down.  Any mutability has been decided by the scalpel in my own hand, and whatever happens afterward when the brain puts everything together.  Again, words courtesy of good old Aurthur Mee, baby from Save the Children