In the spring of 1995, the author recalls a humorous yet traumatic experience while modeling for his friend, Kate, who was creating a plaster torso for her art exam. Despite feeling flattered at first, the situation quickly turned dire when the plaster hardened around him, causing immense discomfort and panic. The use of inadequate barriers led to his entrapment and subsequent rescue attempts with comedic yet alarming methods, including a hammer and chisel. The experience exemplifies the blend of youthful adventure and the bewildering challenges of amateur art projects.
"Wearing just my Y-fronts and a pair of Mickey Mouse socks borrowed from Kate's dad, I lay down as Kate finished mixing the fine casting plaster, which she then poured from my neck to my ankles."
"I started to feel uncomfortable. It was a warm day, but under the plaster I felt as if I was being cooked. I told Kate, who started working faster, but the discomfort quickly became intolerable."
"Even the slightest movement resulted in eye-watering torture, further exacerbated when Kate tried to free me with a hammer and chisel."
"I fought not to panic, but it was horrible to feel so helpless. My distressed cries attracted the attention of others, escalating the chaos of the moment."
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