This was friday's project. To paint the Golden Egg. At least that's what we've been calling it. It represents the fuselage of Amelia Earhart's plane. And it flies in and lands on the stage.
It's lying on it's back in this picture - it comes up to about my waist when I stand in the middle of it. When it is stood up, boards go across the beams (which I painted very prettily, if I do say so myself), and a chair (which Grant built) covered in old red "leather." It's gonna be hott.
I felt like I was painting something in a Jules Verne novel all day.
It should look VERY steampunk when it's done.
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