The End

Penultimate day teaching at school before we finish next week with ''Action Week''. A long, long, time ago grade 9 started making their own self portraits from clay (somewhere on here there is a before photo at the start of the process). This week was the final stages - making a plaster mould and then casting. While I was panicking this morning G helped me force the moulds off the clay, they were holding their ground more than I expected.
I have never seen a messier art room, but by mid morning with plaster all around the class had cast their moulds. They all returned willingly at lunch to take the moulds off cracking them off with a good whack or two revealing the successes of their labour. Another great day with a firework like atmos ''oohhs'' and ''aahhss'' all round - ''best art lesson ever'' was the quote from Mr Chris - more sportsman than artist, but for today he and the rest of his class mates seemed at home with a mallet and chisel. Awesome!