Painful But Necessary

It's an incredibly emotional exerience (especially if you're me) to cut a piece apart and begin the mold process.
It is never again in its original form - to me, unfired clay is the most beautiful state/phase of a sculpture. There is something about the way it reflects light that feels so much like skin.
Beginning the mold process is the end of its evolution. The sculpture is done becoming, so to speak.
So there is a saying goodbye to that part of the process. Cutting the piece apart is painful, but necessary.
Analizing how I was going to make the mold was the first part. I had to cut off the arms and then a leg, which ultimately I wish I hadn't. Here are some pictures...
The mold process goes through many stages; parting lines - silicone rubber, reinforcing with cabosil and rubber, burlap, and finally a plaster jacket- or mother mold.
Alberto measuring and mixing the silicone and the catalyst.
A rubber mold holds all the detail of the clay original and I can use it to cast her in whichever material I choose. That will come next...
