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Things got a little violent.

Yesterday I was playing with a face vase and I didn’t like his eyes. Today I ripped off his eyebrows and rearranged his brow bones.  I then added some ears, but  they looked too low.  I sliced off his ears and put them back on a little higher.

Front view of Face Vase
Front view of Face Vase

 

Better eyes but low ears.

 

Better eyes but low ears.

Slicing
Slicing
Sliced.... that's gotta hurt.
Sliced…. that’s gotta hurt.
After slicing and reattached.
After slicing and reattached.

 

 

 

 

 

 

I had fun playing with the vase, but I am not sure you can really tell the difference in the higher or lower ears.

Ears a little higher.
Ears a little higher.

 

 

 

 

We are going to Medicine Hat for clay tomorrow. Work is picking up and I won’t have a lot of time for funny faces, ripping off eyebrows or slicing off ears.  But it is fun when I do.

 

Until next time.

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No clay and time to play.

Last week we had planned a clay run to Medicine Hat, but the weather was so miserable we stayed home. It has been around minus 20 with a lot of wind making it a good time to stay home. I have pots I should be making, but  I am almost out of clay, so I took some  time to play.

 

Face Vase profile.
Face Vase profile.
Front view of Face Vase
Front view of Face Vase

 

 

His eyes still need a little work.

I will rip his eyebrows off in the morning, I don’t like them. I will give him his pupils and add a bit more “meat” to the area. It is good to see a picture of what you are doing and get a different perspective. I don’t like his eyes, but I think the changes will help. I enjoyed playing with his face and it doesn’t matter, at this point, if I like his eyes or not. I like playing with them. It was a nice day of working with face while  talking to my daughter on the phone.

Friday was the first day back for the kids class. We had a good turnout and they made some Arctic Scenes. They did a wonderful job, even the little ones. I thought we might as well celebrate the winter as we certainly have been having our share.

One little boy thought that if a few extras on the piece were nice, more had to be better.  We are still working on, less is more. TCTInushuk6

I got the few pots trimmed that I made last week,

Trimmed and ready for the drying shelf.
Trimmed and ready for the drying shelf.

But then I had to clean all over again.

So much for tidy.
So much for tidy.

Tuesday we are planning the clay run. We have to drive to Medicine Hat, about 2 hours away. We will make it pay trip with a Costco shop, a stop at Super Store and a few more stops. After a couple of stores, I am more than ready to head back home. The longer we live in this small town, the more I prefer it to the city, even a small city like Medicine Hat or Lethbridge.

Until next time,

Cindy

 

 

 

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A cow laying on her back

All in a day’s work.

Link to Black Swan FarmsI got a call last Tuesday from a lady near Red Deer Alberta. She raises Australian Swans. They  are a beautiful large black bird. She sells the eggs and the Momma bird get upset when the egg has left the nest. What the lady needed was a replacement egg to calm the Momma. She wanted me to make six multicoloured eggs out of clay to try to fool the Momma and keep her happy. They have to be waterproof, as Momma likes to continually fill her beak with water and pour it over the eggs. I convinced the caller she could make her own eggs. If they were fired and then painted with acrylic paint they would …..perhaps…. fool the Momma. She is going to try, but I know she has as good as chance as any to fool the poor Mamma.

I went home for lunch to find an email from a teacher in New Zealand looking for some workshop help. We emailed back and forth and her students made some great pieces.  The theme was Charlotte’s Web. I read the book as a child, but I don’t remember the dragons, kittens, or large faces but there might have been a cow in the barn.

Continue reading All in a day’s work.