Post by Evangeline Rose Vale on Apr 22, 2008 6:11:08 GMT -5
In general, Evie was excited. She'd just been to the glass workshop and picked up just what she needed to finish her piece off. With a determined look on her face, she walked towards the art studio with a heavy jute bag of coloured glass pieces. Entering the studio she went straight to the easel that was on the far right of the room and took the sheet off it, revealing a large, black and white Cindy Sherman style photograph of herself, dressed finely in a glamour era-like dress, like she was waiting to go out, sitting in a living room, looking really quite forlorn as if she had been let down. The photograph was printed on perspex and you could look through some of it. Evie hated doing self portraits but since she was currently working on a Cindy Sherman inspiration, she had to do more self portraits that she would of liked besides, she didn't really have anyone to model for her.
Evie took off her black leather jacket and flung it carelessly on to the chair and then bent down to pick up her bag of coloured glass pieces. Some of the bits of the perspex photograph like the necklace already had pearls and things glued to it carefully with a glue gun which went transparent when the glue was dry. Some of the pieces of deep red glass were already glued on to the dress, making parts of the photograph look real and others bizarre and dream-like.
Carefully, she inserted another stick of glue into the glue gun and switched it on. She put on a pair of rubber gloves so she wouldn't hurt herself with the glass and then quickly tied back her long dark hair in a messy bun. She'd envisioned the piece to be something special, something out of the ordinary, almost. It was like hand colouring a black and white image with glass instead of ink. Evie carefully looked at the maquette that she'd made before starting the piece and then began carefully using the hot glue gun to put on pieces of glass on parts of the image.
Evie took off her black leather jacket and flung it carelessly on to the chair and then bent down to pick up her bag of coloured glass pieces. Some of the bits of the perspex photograph like the necklace already had pearls and things glued to it carefully with a glue gun which went transparent when the glue was dry. Some of the pieces of deep red glass were already glued on to the dress, making parts of the photograph look real and others bizarre and dream-like.
Carefully, she inserted another stick of glue into the glue gun and switched it on. She put on a pair of rubber gloves so she wouldn't hurt herself with the glass and then quickly tied back her long dark hair in a messy bun. She'd envisioned the piece to be something special, something out of the ordinary, almost. It was like hand colouring a black and white image with glass instead of ink. Evie carefully looked at the maquette that she'd made before starting the piece and then began carefully using the hot glue gun to put on pieces of glass on parts of the image.