|Friends had to close their long-established dress shop because of earthquake stresses.|
They let me loose in the attic!
These beautiful mannequins ... 1940s? Lovely things.
I eagerly jammed them and four others into my little car and drove home with these exquisite passengers.
I'd had the stag antlers for years ... started playing. They were perfect as arms ... with one of the seven-pointer pair
attached wrong-way-round they became swirling arms, the invitation to dance.
For such immensely heavy objects as the antlers, they become light-looking ... a child twirling silk scarves.
The older sister is more demure and modest, holding her antler-arms shyly.
A difficult job to attach the 'arms' and make them look as though they grew that way.
I'm pleased with them.
These two sculptures were accepted as finalists in the 2018 Molly Morpeth Canaday 3D Art Award in New Zealand.