Freaking out now. 10-12 hour days. Still got lots to do, but in images, here's where the project is at.
bums got fiberglassed on, the odd foot got chopped off and repositioned as they were at weird angles.
After fiberglassing the arms on they were cut off in order to fit joint plates. (This makes perfect sense, trust me, I'm a mannequin creator extraordinaire)
I've had to fabricate all the plates for the joints between limbs myself (with assistance on the welding front) The theory is simple, but putting it in place and getting limbs all lined up was tricky. These are the arm to shoulder joints.
This images sums up how I feel about sanding and filling
Sculpting eyelids drove me too crazy, so I paid a friend/artist to sculpt them for me, then I took silicone molds.
Check out them eyelid molds! Now I can use them for other things... choc eyelids on cupcakes anyone?
Molds got filled with Qcells (like bog) and taped into place on the heads until dry.
Then the holes for the eyeball were drilled out. This was a mission. Turns out neck holes don't accommodate my sized hands well.
Eyeballs glued in! This was an exciting (creepy) moment.
10pm. Alone at art school. Doors between workshops creaking in the wind. Who thought this was a good time for a head test fit? Suddenly the mannequins had souls. I got scared. Those eyeballs watch your every move. Time to leave.
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