A few days ago I saw a post on Instagram that inspired me to create a massive papier-mache Eve head.
I began the project four days ago. I honestly overestimated my abilities to sculpt.
It started to take shape here, ended up front-heavy and toppled over.
Nearly done.
I decided to cover the head with tissue paper to make sure that I didn’t miss any gaps.
But I ran out of flour.
The mess. Never again.
Pretty.
Scary.
Angry.
She started (sort of) coming together.
A little perspective.
Eviscerated.
She’s heavier than I’d hoped. But very well padded.
Where is her blue balloon?
Big Eve, middle Eve (who has stolen the blue balloon).