Sonder

n. the realization that each random passerby is living a life as vivid and complex as your own… in which you might appear only once, as an extra sipping coffee in the background, as a blur of traffic passing on the highway, as a lighted window at dusk.

Dictionary Of Obscure Sorrows

Studio Notes 27/12/19

It really doesn’t seem as though a year has gone by since I started writing these weekly posts – well, the first one was written on the 4th of January this year, and while I didn’t know if it would be a good idea to generally ramble about my week, I thought that having a deadline might give me a kick up the butt.

It definitely did, but that wasn’t the only reason to write.


Studio Notes 20/12/19

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Every time I feel as though I’ve made a great leap forward with modelmaking, I realise I’ve got another mile or so to go. Still, I’ve made my very first rough version of a ball-jointed clay figure, so that’s some major progress to be pleased with.


Studio Notes 13/12/19

This week I lost my head.

The figure I carved down and built up into a female shape had been moulded whole in silicone, then the cast was cut up into parts ready to separate into limbs ready for assembling with ball-joints.

I’d sourced some cheap acetoxy cure silicone after running out in the middle of mould-making, and after a tedious journey to pick it up, sat down at my desk to get my figure’s pieces into place… but the head was nowhere to be found.


Studio Notes 06/12/19

This week’s detour has been a lot of fun, and sent me down a few research alleys that I didn’t expect (I never do expect them) but that will probably be useful for my other artworks.

In short, this week I made a mini-me.


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