Last night was the first of 10 meetings of a class called ‘Lifecasting.’ The two instructors talked to us 6 students a lot (even telling us some horror stories about what foolish things students had tried to do in the past; one girl tried to cast her crotch by just pouring wet plaster onto her lap. When it started to set and heat up, she panicked, but as she hadn’t shaved or used plastic, there was no getting it off in a hurry.) Then we watched Anita cast Steve’s hands. Before next week, I’ll make a rudimentary plastilene sculpture that I can practice molding on.