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Mixing up plaster
Complete with airplane/bomber sounds.

Pouring plaster
I pour plaster into a tooth mold

Vaseline!
I spread vaseline on my arm. Mmm... squishy. It's so the alginate won't stick to it, you perverts.

The arm emerges
And somehow it leaves the alginate mostly intact

Ultracal
I pour Ultracal into a bucket

The mold of my hand
Ooohhh...

Stirring Ultracal
Bubble bubble... etc.

Pouring Ultracal
Filling up the hand mold with heavy-duty plaster

A moth flies
A short art film by Mr. Christian "The Dread Reverend." It is a coming of age movie in which a young moth tries to come to terms with the early deaths of both of its parents and tries to figure out what it's going to do with its life. Suddenly, with the introduction of a beautiful femme fatale, its life is thrown into disarray and the moth must make the most difficult choice in its life - between its love and what it knows to be right. I feel that it should be submitted for Dogme 95 certification.

4 plaster fingers
And two people working a hand out of a chunk of plaster

Bam bam bam bam bam!
I'm a post-postmodern man...

Moving the block
Having just shaken out the worst of the flotsam I go back to working on my block

Boom boom boom!
Your hammer is swift, stewardess.

Bang bang bang!
Christian crushes the block! Air defeats earth!

Ka-pow! Ka-pow!
More beating on the plaster

Uhh...
I'm not sure, exactly. I'm moving something, I guess.

Inserting the mold
I insert an alginate mold into my mouth. Ick. Somehow I don't gag on it (for once) and retain the presence of mind to let Christian know what I think of him taking a movie hoping to catch me vomiting.



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