Final Piece Part 2

So here is it, months of tights stuffing and allergy attacks have finally lead me here. To my life-sized, Tight-zilla, intestine monster.

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How I displayed my sculpture actually came from the action of hanging it. I may have had an idea in my head of how i wanted it to look but the end result was different, and actually better than i had imagined. I like how the sculpture stands in the stature of a person, after all, the sculpture itself does have human-like qualities with its shapes and texture.

The addition of fishnet tights subtly suggest gender and erotica in a disgusting, sexless way. I consciously arranged the tights to give the suggestion of boobs. I also arranged a leg of tights that stood erect due to having a selfie-stick inside it to act as a penis. My audience can therefore apply their own thoughts of gender to this piece.





The main idea behind this sculpture is the theory of inside vs outside, vanity vs health. Tights are used as filters for our legs and act as our skin in the piece. The stuffing acts as our insides, the fat and intestines and everything that we don’t see. My main question is, would we care about what we put inside our bodies if it didn’t show on the outside? I have forced the viewer to see whats underneath. I feel like it was important for the sculpture to be life sized to again suggest human-qualities, in an alien way.

My sculpture is the same size as me!

My sculpture is the same size as me!

I am lucky that i was able to display my sculpture in an open space that many students walk past. I want this piece to be tactile and inviting for its audience. I have seen many students being drawn to my sculpture and really wanting to feel it which I encourage. I have made signs that are displayed beside my work to show that the touching of my sculpture is allowed.

Please touch

Please touch sign

I have secretly filled my tights with hard objects such as stones, pens and a selfie-stick to give my audience a shock when they feel this sculpture. This again relates to the idea that we may not know whats going on inside our bodies as often, it doesn’t show on the outside.

Hidden stones in my tights

Hidden stones in my tights

Hidden selfie-stick

Hidden selfie-stick

So that is it. With the deadline on Monday I am finally finished with second year. It would be great to carry on this project throughout my next two years at university. Who knows, i could one day be able to make a tights sculpture the size of a house. Here’s hoping!

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Final Piece Part 1

Deadline day is looming and everyone is super busy displaying their work. I have been working with my tights sculpture all morning (pictures to follow) and displaying my prints and photographs. I am very happy with how my prints turned out and the creepy, human-like effect they create.

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I enjoyed working in the print studio making these screen prints and then working on them in photoshop using my own drawings and manual prints.


These are two of the images I photographed when burying my tights. Again, there is something mysterious and human abut these images but also something alien. I feel like the images work well and compliment my screen prints.


Here is my finished display, minus my sculpture that is hanging out in the corridor. My folder contains prints that i have created throughout this semester.  I feel like i have really developed this semester at uni and have learnt new skills in the print department. I will follow up with a post of my finished sculpture very soon.

Laying my Tights to Rest

As if things couldn’t get any stranger on the tights front, today I buried my tights. As I have been captivated by the human condition this semester and my tights are very reminiscent of the human body, I wanted to give them a human experience. I gave my tights the pleasure of being buried in a grave.

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Laying my tights to rest was fun but disturbing. Working with my sculpture I have realised it has living qualities. It grows, it changes shape, it lives, it dies. Maybe I have become quite attached to my sculpture, but i was almost saddened as I covered the tights with that last bit of soil. So much so that I reversed the action. I pulled parts of the tights back up from the ground in a true Freddy Krueger fashion. This might show my denial of my tights death, or perhaps my tights are not human at all but some sort of invincible alien, i wouldn’t be surprised.

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I then decided to take more pictures of my buried tights at night to give a more creepy and disturbing atmosphere. Graveyards are showed in the media as scary places and death is often seen as a disturbing act even though it is as natural as breathing. My sculpture provokes feelings of disgust with its unfamiliar yet human-like qualities and I aim to make my photographs the same. The photographs are like my prints, its not obvious what they are but the audience can feel the disturbed emotions and know there is something human about the works.


I am going to photoshop the most powerful images to make them stronger and more aesthetically pleasing. I will display the photographs alongside my prints and my sculpture for my final assessment.