What am I doing? I built a life-sized mannequin for kicks! When did I become so weak willed? The only thing that ever stopped me from shooting for my dreams was myself. I never thought I'd be surrounded by these beautiful models around me, but here I am, in a cluttered room, and in the corner, there's 2 couple of girls who believe in me, because I made them.
I guess my real issue isn't so much lack of capacity, as lack of originality. I've never done anything in my life that hadn't been done better by someone else first. Time to get folding, let's see where it takes me.
No, I was just really bored my senior year of college, so I found the biggest papercraft I could and set to it. I actually said I'd never build it because people would think it was creepy, but again, boredom is amazing. I blocked off my room for the better part of a year telling my grandparents to stay out, then one day I was gone and my grandmother needed something from the closet. She walked in and here was this naked headless mannequin sitting in my chair. Now that she's complete she is a big hit with people, but I don't show her off as much anymore because I have to repair her every time I get back. Here's the full story: [link]