Ummm, here it is Sunday, January 31, and the last post I wrote was on the 27th. No excuse, I've just been a slacker. I've been doing things around the house, but don't really think you want to see me cleaning the bathroom or folding our clothes, do you? No, didn't think so. . .
Speaking of computers, (remember, when I was talking about Snuffles being loose in the computer area of our den???) I also have to confess, I've become absolutely addicted to 3 Facebook games. My favorite is Farmville (if you're a Farmville Farmer, look me up and become my neighbor, please). I also play Zoo World and could use some more friends there, too (as well as a lot more gift animals, the limited variety, if possible, LOL). My third game is Tiki Farm (but it's not demanding, because if you're busy and don't get your crops harvested they don't die on you). You get a bonus if you DO manage to get them harvested as soon as they are ripe, but there is no "punishment". It is on an island and there is a sandy beach to play/build on, as well as lots of tropical plants and trees, so if you want an easy, relaxing, non demanding game, come on over and join me, my daughter B, and my daughter-in-law M on Tiki Island, LOL.
I've started the heads (which has always been my "bugaboo" where sculpting is concerned). I can do the bodies, legs, arms, even the feet and hands fairly well. But the face. . . After redoing a mermaid's face for about the 25th time, I actually got so frustrated I threw a tantrum and threw her head against the wall. I was mortified I had done that, I'm a VERY controlled person. I don't throw tantrums, I rarely show anybody but my husband how I truly feel about many things. I hardly ever cry and almost never raise my voice (even when I had kids home. . . notice, I said ALMOST, so if our kids are reading this you can't say, yeah, "never???"). If I cry, you can be pretty sure whatever caused it is really overwhelming. Oh, Mr. C. reminds me to say, I "leak" on occasion (silent tears dripping down my face) but that's usually from a sad song or extreme pride or missing our kids and grandkids--did I ever tell you we have 5 absolutely wonderful grandkids, being a Nana is fantastic, at least when they're around. Our kids are both AirForce spouses, so they and the grands don't live near us and we usually only get to see them once a year. We were fortunate to have 3 of them living with us when they were born and for at least the first year of their lives (and two of them were here with us for 3 years). So, I miss them a lot. But, I digress. . .
Anyway, back to the throwing of the poor mermaid's head. I'll repeat, I was mortified and just sat there in shock for a few minutes before very quietly picking up all the pieces, carefully wrapping the mermaids body (which was perfect, in my opinion) up and putting her in a box. I picked up all the pieces and decided I needed a time out and I have not even attempted to sculpt since then. BUT, it's my overriding "thing" I want to learn and want to be able to do. As you've probably noticed from my Mom and Sister's comments, in general crafty, cooking, sewing types of things come very easily to me. Caning comes very easily to me. So for me to find something I "can't do" (other than drawing and painting, which I won't even attempt, LOL) has been very lowering for me. It's a real challenge, which makes me want to "master" it all the more, LOL. (What's that saying about "Pride going before a fall" or something like that, LOL. But the mermaid incident happened probably over 8 years ago and I've never attempted a sculpture since. At least a sculpture of a "person" type thing.
Christi Friesen type sculpture and her methods are very freeing, since they are representational or "stylized" rather than realistic, I have a blast with them.
Here's an example of one of my pieces a la Christi Friesen. She is such a fantastic person, teacher, artist, and writer. She encourages people to use their creations any way they please (even selling them) but asks to be given credit for the inspiration.
This is actually a hidden jewelry box, and I thought it was good enough to send it in to a contest at PolymerCafe and it not only got in, it was the first one listed and had a full page spread. I felt pretty special, I can tell you. So, why can I do this kind of stuff but can't make a "FACE" for heaven's sake. We all have faces, we look at them everyday, why can't I seem to sculpt one?
So, I've decided no more excuses, I AM going to learn how to sculpt.
So, back to my class. I got the armatures done, got my clay all mixed (by hand, it isn't as likely to cause moonies--little placquing places in the clay that look like little moons and not something you want on a doll's face, LOL).
Tomorrow is Mr. C's "weekend", so we'll be running half the day and so I probably won't get more done tomorrow, but I'll let you know how the teacher's critique comes out on Tuesday or Wednesday.
So, until then. . . Have a wonderful Monday. Smiles, S