Time for Medusa to come home. She’s been the meeter and greeter at the Otago Art Society gallery for the past year. Apparently she was frightening too many small children (naughty monster!). So she’s taken up residence in my lounge again, watching us watching TV.

She was originally made for a nude themed exhibition, I had really wanted to make a human-sized sculpture, and leaning more towards monstrous ideas I decided on a nude Medusa.

My grandchildren don’t go on a bear hunt at my house, we take torches and go on a monster hunt! We creep up to them, hold their hands, touch sharp teeth, shine touches into their glass eyes and pat their fur.

I’m not sure of the long term psychological effects but after seeing Medusa and Birdwoman, they are developing a tendency to draw monsters with ”boobies” and are convinced Medusa has a “diddle”.

Now, my Medusa is a strong, independent all woman-monster but I decided not to explain the difference between a penis and tentacle pubic hair. Some things are just best left unexplained.