To be honest, I had never heard of the town before and I had imagined an incredibly red neck/bogan little town, west of the Gold Coast. I was so far off the mark. The drive to Stanthorpe was equally as stunning, driving through postcard perfect towns and national park during the golden hour of sunset. Driving around that time of day is incredibly dangerous for me because I always want to look at the view, more than I do the road. yikes.
I didnt get the do the mount completely but I did get to do a little bit of every stage! Taxidermy epitomises and almost exaggerates the artisty of nature. Each muscle, each nuance of the face and the neck, each cowlick, each hide pattern, some bits you create and some bits are part of the animal, and at the end, when you see an animal looking back at you, and for a moment in time you think it might be real, you know you've done a good job.
I guess its somewhat creepy huh