Sunday, November 01, 2009
"Green Goddess" Papier-Mâché Masque: In Her Element
Despite myself (my perfectionism, desire to always do better), I am delighted with this masque.
(Note: I've uploaded a much larger image this time. If you click on the image and then click again, you can better see some of the detail.)
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*Note: To see the finished masque, as well as two short slideshows of the process of making it, go here: Green Goddess Papier-mache Masque.
Saturday, October 31, 2009
Dancing at Buddha Groove, Halloween 2009
The Green Goddess masque goes out dancing. :-)
Photo from Buddha Groove last night... taken by Irena Strzinar.
The divine Helen Goldstein, and Irena Strzinar.
Friday, October 30, 2009
"Green Goddess" Papier-Mâché Masque: Painted and Varnished
I'm still in that stage between painting and seeing what I've done. The foil impression of the face in the painted version is something I am getting used to, though of course I wasn't aiming for a life-like masque. Both images are fairly close to the actual coloration and feel of the masque, though the upper one, originally taken under daylight bulbs, which brightened the colour too much, has been brought to its colours through post-photographic filters, while the lower one wasn't. By the time I realized photographing in natural light gave the truest colours, it was too dark.
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*Note: To see the finished masque, as well as two short slideshows of the process of making it, go here: Green Goddess Papier-mache Masque.
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