Monday, 4 June 2012

Cynthia Plaster Caster


Cynthia Plaster Caster is a name to send shudders of disapproval through any conservative heart.
“I grew up in a working-class neighborhood on the south side of Chicago. I was raised Catholic, with very humble beginnings. My mother was a secretary and my father was a postal clerk. It was still very conservative, it was the late fifties, and it was a one-horse town culture.”


Cynthia is a self-confessed recovering groupie. During the sixties she slept with a host of rock and pops elite.

“Basically, it was a combination of the sixties and wanting to get laid by British rock stars! My art teacher said to plaster cast something solid”

It is only a short step from sleeping with rock stars to casting the penises or, in the case of female stars, their breasts. After meeting with Eric Clapton, who spoke to Frank Zappa, the composer took a look at Cynthia’s art, found it amusing then endorsed it.

“Frank Zappa? Yeah, I tried to talk Eric into posing with me. Eric had said to stop by his hotel room the following day. So, we went over to his hotel room, and no one was really interested in posing for me. Eric had a friend who knew Frank Zappa, so he was there, and he wanted to know what we were doing. He wanted to interview us for a pop and culture piece he was doing for magazine. He told us that he was into what we were doing, and the Plaster Casters of Chicago were born!”

During the summer of love Cynthia set of to explore new frontiers, to discover new delights, new pleasures. She set out to boldly go where no woman had gone before. Cynthia became a groupie ad shagged her way round the male rock stars of the day including Led Zeppelin.

“They were horrible. Some, not all. The fame went to their heads. Rather than embrace groupies, they raped and pillaged their way across America. Not all of the band, it was mostly John [Bonham], Robert [Plant], and their road manager Richard [Cole].”

Following her art teacher’s instructions to "plaster cast something solid that could retain its shape" Cynthia had the brain wave, having had sex with, or perhaps just before, to take plaster casts of their erect male members. She did this using a dental mold making substance called alginate. The results were a resounding success.

The process? Well, you would need dental mold, plaster, and water. And you need a plater, that's cockney rhyming slang for fellator. [The partner] is in the living room preparing the subject. I'm in the kitchen combining water and measuring powder. Then we have a code, usually a knock on the kitchen door, to let me know that the subject is hard. Then, to transfer the plaster, I'll stand next to [the subject] underneath the c*ck, and [the subject] will think hard thoughts for a minute with indirect stimulation from their partner. When it's hard, it leaves a negative impression, and the couple goes off to another address to finish what they started, and about an hour later I crack it out of the mold!”

Oh those hippies knew how to have fun didn’t they?


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