Yesssssssss, something different from me. This is what I've been slaving away on for the past couple of weeks. It's drying currently, and then I still need to sand and fire. And paint (provided it doesn't asplode in the kiln ohmygod). It's not quite life-sized, and really it's the first bust I've ever sculpted. And it's my first ever anything with ceramics.
I'm nervous. But so far I think it's turning out well!
All of my sculptures this semester are going to revolve around certain mental disorders, portraying them as well as attempting to challenge the social stigma behind each. This one's depression. P: The back of the person's head is missing, and the inside is going to be painted a dark, matte black and covered in broken glass. Like a geode.
The expression I was going for was something more serene, more relaxed. More, "You don't know what I'm thinking. You don't know the dark corners and sharp edges within."
Some critique I got was, "you should make it look sadder! More depressed! Maybe put a hand up to the temple like it has a headache or something- like it's depressed."
But no, see, that's social stigma. Depression isn't always apparent on the outside. So the sculpture's purposefully serene, purposefully vaguely androgynous. I think of it as a female; my professor sees it as a male. Not sure about the rest of the class. But hey, that's good. That means that each of us are projecting onto the piece, and that's what I want.
Each piece this semester is going to be a bit discomforting in some way. And I'm looking forward to that.
Up next I think I'm going to tackle anxiety disorders, do a piece on panic attacks. I certainly have the experience with that.