Hello everyone. I have been working with clay at home from morning to night this week. Busy, but relaxing. I could take a long rest if I want to. But I don't, except for dog walks. Working with clay is such joy that I keep forgetting that I have to wait until the clay becomes certain hardness. It must be not too hard, not too soft.
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| The one I made yesterday |
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| This side is bottom. |
These are not pumpkins. They are going to be parts of my sculpture. I am stretching the clay to see how large I could make.
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| The one I made today |
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| This side up |
I threw cylinders and formed them with hands. I am leaving cracks and dents, as they are. There are horizontal marks left from throwing.
They remind me of sweet apple bread I used to have when I was a child in Japan. Mike said they are like gourds!
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