I had 2 choices, either chop up the life sized man in situ (time = 1 full day including clean up.. if i'm lucky) or moving it somehow to the new studio (time= short but painful).
But i put my mind to it & with the help of the shonky studio trolley (a trolley so shonky that nobody admits it exists, even) and 2 pieces of wood on it for height leverage, and the spectacularly timely intervention of the man upstairs who is a bit like the lone ranger, in that he appears, moves like 20 bags of clay for ya & then disappears.... this time he appeared just as i got it stuck in the first doorway, dislodged it for me, then disappeared... the life sized man did get moved to the new studio.
There is nothing you need more in a sculpture studio than an assortment of wood blocks and planks. You can't rely on the man upstairs, but your blocks of wood will save your ass.
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