Sunday, September 23, 2012

Body Cast

 This will definitely wake you up in the morning! South Florida artist Paul Phillips visited the Design215 studio to do this awesome casting of my torso.

 Before the plaster application began, I was provided with a vat of petroleum jelly and instructed to apply it to my pubic hair. I dipped a finger in the container and sheepishly smeared the gunk on. Paul warned me I should use more... like, a lot more... so I gave it another light going over, thinking of nothing but how difficult it would be to get the slimy stuff off later. Boy, was that a mistake. I should have applied that shit with a spatula, or maybe just bathed in it. I was enjoying the tingly sensation of the cast coming off until suddenly there was a velcro sound followed immediately by intense searing pain in my lady bits. I had to squeeze an arm under the cast and attempt to pull myself off the plaster bit by bit. I eventually broke free, but I think Paul might have taken some of me home with him. Sorry, Paul, that's eew.

Below is a picture of an unfinished piece fresh out of the mold. I can't wait to see what it looks like when it's all done! This was such a fun project to be a part of, definitely something out of the ordinary for me!

Friday, September 21, 2012

I'm Kind of Sketchy

 Australian artist LAVO did this beautiful drawing of Shoot Bare's photo of me! I work with lots of different photographers on a regular basis, so it's really fun for me to get to be part of different kinds of art. I think we got excellent results collaborating long-distance, but I would love the opportunity in the future to actually sit and pose in front of an artist.

Thursday, September 20, 2012

Something Fishy

Meet Flloyd. He was a beeline snapper, and he was a very talented fish model. Although we didn't know each other long, we got very close. I really miss him... Sometimes I can still catch a whiff of his scent on my clothes, in my hair... *sigh* Oh, Flloyd.

Flloyd is/was a real (dead) fish. I held him IN my mouth, no hands, by his FACE, for like an hour. Eeew! (No offense, Flloyd) At least the photographer was kind enough to go to the organic market to get him. Only the best dead raw smelly fish for ME to chew on! That's right.