Yesterday my housemate Tim helped destroy the big fella. We knocked off the remnants of clay, then cut him off at the ankles & then cut the big support off & he toppled over. Then i got the angle grinder with a nice big sharp cutting blade to slice off all the chicken wire. I found out that you can never be too careful when doing this task as i got a nasty on my arm from being whipped by a bit of chickenwire going at 10,000 rpm when it got tangled in the grinder. Keep it tight, peoples! Lucky there is a nice tee tree antiseptic spray in the first aid kit in the studio.
After that we just slogged away, cutting him up. Cutting the foam with breadknives, the steel & wire with the grinder. Sweeping up the huge amount of dried clay chunks & particles. We packed him into boxes & into buckets & into bags, and stashed the biggest part, the main torso, under the big table for later disposal. Some i chucked in the dumpster next door. Some went into my car for later losing a bit in various people's bins. Man was i exhausted by the end of that. I was aching all over. I got second thoughts on cutting a dead body up for disposal, thats for sure. If i ever kill someone, its gonna look like an accident. This kinda thing is just way too much work.
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