Welcome to my world
This thing greets me in my workshop each morning.
No, it's not a mummy puppet or even a dead terrorist. It's an armature, the skeleton, so to speak, of a clay sculpture. I needed the clay for something else. This is what remains of the genesis of a couple of the figures I built over the past several years.
I kind of like it.
No, it's not a mummy puppet or even a dead terrorist. It's an armature, the skeleton, so to speak, of a clay sculpture. I needed the clay for something else. This is what remains of the genesis of a couple of the figures I built over the past several years.
I kind of like it.
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