We entered the Gross Jar arena pretty aggressively with our original combo of dog and human poo, a raw egg and various other bits of fragrant flotsam and jetsam, so left it alone for a good while so all the bits could get acquainted and settle in. It’s fucking freezing in Melbourne at the moment so there’s not as much development as there might be if we had some hot sun to stir things up, but all the moist ingredients have eventually melded into a cloudy, pus-like layer at the bottom while the dog and human waste has maintained its form and asserted its position as second layer in the jar. The occasional glimpse of plug hair or dental floss squished up against the glass provides a nice little distraction from the other textures.
So, next in went some cigarette butts and the black, watery juice they had been sitting in, plus a corn from the bottom of an intern's toe which just floated down until it was swallowed up by the pus. Next, we dropped in a pig's trotter which just sat rigidly on the top of everything else like it was the king of the castle. We know the pig's foot has already been done by one of the European countries, but when we asked the butcher for other stuff we considered gross, he was like, “that’s $25 per kilo”, so we went for the cheap option. Finally, we had our intern piss into the jar as we figured we needed a clear-ish liquid that would help get things moving in there but still allow good visibility of the stinky lock-in.