A look at the porcelain girl's ears, which I'm kinda proud of in a weird way.
They look very artificial, which is what I like.
They look very artificial, which is what I like.
An older piece, grade 11 or 12. I don't remember. It's one of my favourites (it's a tree mug).
A better-looking view of the Post-Apocalyptic statue,of which I am still proud.
Another old thing, this one from way back in grade nine! I got permission to sculpt this instead of a face from my teacher (it's still kind of a face), but on the last day we had to build she backpedalled and said I needed to make a face, as well, and the skull would only count for bonus marks, because of something that I consider an unrelated but entertaining story (maybe I'll actually write a real blog post about it. How novel!). I decided to sculpt Albert Einstein, in the remaining hour, something I still consider among my worst sculptures/decisions. I'm just lucky I didn't try and do the picture of him sticking his tongue out, or my teacher might have been offended that I sculpted an erotic old lesbian. I'm so bad at jokes. But alright at writing self-effacing blog posts. Well, I'm okay at it (see?).
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