ego of eve
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).
Fabulous
Thank you, Kerstin! I’ve always wanted a makeover ;) x
You’re a hoot! as we say here in Texas.
Haha thanks! I do like to entertain :) x