The bigger the job the bigger the mess.

Today I worked with plaster, nothing out of the norm for me. I wanted to make a couple more torso bases and I had a new project that I had been working on over the weekend that needed finishing. I knew when I started that it would be a messy job but today I underestimated just how much mess there would be. I layed out a large sheet of polythene on my work table as I usually do, got everything ready, put on my apron & gloves and away I went. There was great music playing on my favourite radio station, I was in the zone. I must have spent a good three hours mixing, meshing & trowelling but as I walked back inside after washing my tools for the last time I was horrified. There was a slurry of wet plaster over a large area of the floor in my studio. The curtains and windows hadnt escaped the spray of my plaster brew either, splatter had even reached some of my finished work on another table. Not that it was a great shock that I had made a mess because I usually do but the extent of the mess even for me was quite unbelievable. Needless to say I have retired the plaster until I have organised a place outside to work with it.