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Foray into clay sculpture

Years ago, I purchased a few packets of air dry clay. Never had a chance to use them though.  It is hard to spend a few hours of daylight time playing with clay, uninterrupted, with two little children and their fast hands flying about your workplace.  Then I saw this pretty sculpture at my friend’s house.  Such smooth lines and elegant simplicity, I can almost hear her snobbish words dripping sarcastically from those trout lips!

The Lady with the Lips inspired me to finally scrape together my courage and a few nights ago, I opened one of the packets.  It was actually still workable, remarkable for something I bought almost 9 years ago!  The terracotta clay by Jovi was in fact, almost too soft for my liking.  It flopped about a bit.  Obviously, I will have to experiment more with armature and other delightful support mechanisms.

Here is my first attempt at a face:

I think this looks more like a death mask of someone very old and very ill, lol, but at least I managed to get some of the propertions right.  The clay was drying out very fast and I had a lot of little dried bits sticking to the main portion when I worked with it.  I kept a stiff bristle brush in a little bowl of water and every so often, I’d brush over the face to keep the clay moist.  I had a lot of fun modelling the nose.  Especially as I was scheduled to have septoplasty done on Thursday, 10 November.  Fortunately for me, the surgery was successful and my nose hopefully looks a lot better than the death mask’s nose!

I had half a packet of clay left and could not decide what to sculpt with it.  It was getting late, my hands were icky with dry clay and I’d had enough of the floppy stuff.  So I looked at my crumbly fist and decided to give a go of copying it.  Here’s my “fist of clay”:

It was a very interesting experience to try and capture the angles of the finger bones and the knuckles.  I think I managed to get the finger lengths right.  The clay was too soft to make a hand resting on a wrist, it just kept on collapsing.  So, I decided not to fight it and just let it rest on the base as it wanted to.  They are curing right now.  The weather has cooled down and the humidity is stable.  I hope they don’t crack too much in the drying process.

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Is this fashionable enough in today’s plastic society?

I love my birthday present from my dearest friend.  She knows me so well.  When I saw this little cutie-pie in the shop, I literally couldn’t put it down.  A few days later, she took me back to go and buy it – I was so happy!

It really is a very versatile hat.  Apart from being able to receive all kinds of interesting signals from outer space, it also protects my head when inspiration strikes…. heehee.

When I brought it home, my husband seriously thought it was a bizarre hat.  I’ve been known to add some pretty wacky designs to my collection.  But even he was floored when I revealed what it REALLY is….

… the funkiest baby bottle drying rack design in the WHOLE WORLD!!!!!   Beaba has some really interesting designer baby items on their website, but this one is just fabulous.

This little object is such an inspirational design piece.  Some days I like to imagine that it’s an alien pot plant, hybridized to be immune to my black thumb.  Always in bloom and never needing watering, it is the ideal flower for my study.

If I have a bored moment, I can always take it off its base, stick it on my head, and see if I can tune into any inter-galactic broadcasts or cross-pollinate my fertile imagination from the universal consciousness!  And if you think I’m totally off my rocker for admiring a bottle drying rack, think again:

Marcel Duchamp changed the art world and shocked the Establishment in 1914 when he presented a wire bottle rack as a “ready made piece of art”.   Dada refers to the art movement of anti-art and anarchist works that ridiculed the meaninglessness of the modern world.  The above image is from the Marcel Duchamp World Community at http://www.marcelduchamp.net.

I rest my case!