Self Portrait in Plaster

The sculpture class at school was doing plaster casts of people's faces and hands. I was unable to do my hands because of how hairy they are, so she told me to do fingers. I was also given some broken hands that were left behind. I had been looking at the chicken wire all semester, wanting to use it and everyone got a board. I had already spent so much time on my electric garden that I just put the stuff together, added some black and red in a few places and called it done. I really like it because the class was appropriately shocked.