Running start

So by some miracle, I ended up making a killing at the school art sale in November, & weirdly enough, all of my funny ceramics sold like literal hotcakes in that there were even a couple people fighting over a tiny albino pig head, a white polka dot nose with snot green interior, & a vase of my right foot. Since this realization that people seem to appreciate/ want my insane humor, I've decided to make as much goofy junk as I can. Which is a perfect segway into the things I've made in my ceramics class the last two weeks. It's a mold making class, but I'm not quite there yet, so I've been sculpting tiny things during my down time.

So that's it (the two pieces in the back are really nice, too, but not as fun as the rest of the stuff, so I didn't photograph it)
This is a teeny tiny double cheeseburger cup. For some reason, cheeseburgers are my go-to mindless busywork. 
So this is the first piece in my ~ferrel cat~ series, inspired by real cats, of course, hehe. They all have the sweetest little cat junk.
This guy looks so much nicer sitting on a flat surface, but you get the idea.
I think this is my fav, modeled after my cat's "cone cat" posture.
& this is the newest addition to the family, look how sweet his little tale is.
Alright, so I've been thinking about an inbreeding project for the last several months, & this is the first actualization of the series !!!! I think there was an episode of 30 rock featuring an inbred wedding or something (I've yet to find proof that this is a real thing, but I remember it pretty specifically, though the sitcom it was on defeats me, maybe it was Parks & rec or Whitney ?). Either way, my next project is a pitcher with a chin-neck via Kenneth as a spout, hehe.
The real point is that this is what my nails looked like after class where I threw, handbuilt, & made a paster mold. Ugh, life's rough, & my nails are now filed down so short so I can actually use my hands in class without slicing chunks of clay outta everything I touch.

One Comment

  1. Your art looks awesome and so do your nails. Just say they're "grungy."


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