Now I just have, like, a gagillion little butterflies to stick to the wall and ceiling…why.the.actual.FUCK.do.I.do.this.to.myself?!
Slowly, but surely…building up the collage layers.
I’ve colour-blocked my chosen scheme, now for the tonal addition in coloured pencil and detail work in pen.
It’s coming along nicely; and the piece has a dual nature…this is my last pregnancy (of two) and it’s a cathartic process, allowing me to wave au revoir to my pregnancy days, in a rather whimsical fashion. *big sigh*
What does an artist do with a pregnant belly? Why, cast it of course…now for the design!
Installation all, well…installed.