First cast from mould no.2. Image on the left shows the work slightly padded – and it has produced a lovely udder shadow on the wall.
First cast from the clay mould, the udders were too small for the ceiling. Working on human scale is a disorienting phenomena and appears too small and delicate. These seem to want excess and multiplicity – but I’ll work with and against that. This piece worked better on the wall. Some initial fiddling with milk ‘strings’ some stained with a red hue, some spilling across the floor.
Having way too much fun with the relationship between udder and utter [a word I tend to utterly overuse]. This clay mould is ready to cast. I really enjoy the strings in the background looking like thin streams of milk – I’d been thinking more elaborately of streams of white silicon – but maybe strings are able to do the job just as effectively.