Adaptations all get buried under the stucco.

I did not plaster till it was freezing weather.

The plaster fills the hollow space left in the ground by the body... which has disintegrated.

I tried to make this plaster model from the footprints we found.

When the men find hollow ground, they make a number of holes... and through these they pour plaster.

An unforeseen result was the deposition of copper on and within the plaster, without any contact with the metal electrodes.

Yet you know these baroque ornaments this stucco hand, holding grapes behind it, foliage as though from a garden awaiting us.

Then, instead of looking like a plaster mannequin, it actually looks like it's made out of living human flesh.

The Sculptor's Studio a display of unique plaster models and tools related to the sculpting was built in 1939 under the direction of Borglum.

In lathing I was pleased to be able to send home each nail with a single blow of the hammer, and it was my ambition to transfer the plaster from the board to the wall neatly and rapidly.

I was surprised to see how thirsty the bricks were which drank up all the moisture in my plaster before I had smoothed it, and how many pailfuls of water it takes to christen a new hearth.

Iraq, for instance, is now plunged in darkness after it had built a nuclear reactor in the 80s. They are now using a local invention and have returned to building homes out of gypsum instead of cement so that they could adapt to their environment.

So this is what I was talking about, while molding, it's such a great experience, because we have freedom of like walking, or moving my hand or, moving around in the space, but the moment this becomes solid, when you cannot move even an inch, because this is plaster of Paris, so the moment you pour it it's like liquid but after 20 minutes, it's almost like a hard stone.