I had been staring off into outdoor space, leaning an elbow on the back of the red
leather settee our live models often used.
The assignment was to somehow bring our study of the human form up
off the page. Four others in our class were spread into corners of the studio, sketching away.
I turned and went to the closet. Several canvas smocks smeared with paint hung
on hangers and hooks.
" May I use some of these -and those towels?" I waited for a nod from
Ms. Lellythe ; then pulled them out and began ripping them into various lengths and widths.
I soon had interesting pieces for my human form. I made a wire frame, wrapped it in
rags, plastic bags and then used the cloth for skin and clothes.
At the end " Megan" stood about two feet tall and was pose-able.
Since then I have made a taller Ballerina and some fairly life-like child dolls; one
who actually looks more like a scarecrow and is dressed in a child's overalls and shirt.
Ms Lellythe and the studio are long gone, but her soft spoken