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) I used silk flowers rather than sculpting leaves. I flew in the butterflies for scale.
Genevieve is a woodland nymph who lives among the birch trees in Qinngua Valley. She is shy, loving and kind. She will remain hidden until earth’s bipedal ‘thinking’ inhabitants (& this planet’s supposed guardians) master the art of PEACE.
Genevieve of Greenland Glacier is sculpt #8 for me. At first, I’d given Genevieve a much different paint scheme which turned out horrid (I teared up a little). I thought perhaps a green coat might suit this timid dear girl. Much better. Phew! And what fun creating her mini-ornamentation.
Each new sculpt lobs its own unique challenges – disasters that I either fail or face
as I continue on with this clay infatuation. ..
Here’s to us moving forward together…![]()
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Thank you
am:)
The joy of imaginary playdoh. My first few sculpts have been created with airdry clay. In the coming months, I hope to venture into polymer. As a poor excuse for a kitchen Italian, I find the oven a tad out of my zone, and polymer clay requires oven-baking to set. I’ll get there at some point. Just not yet. This is Sculpt No.2.
Brick by brick, tooth by tooth the learning continues…


Here in Hudson Valley, NY, after the holidays with the trees barren and winter white no longer serving Christmas Card purpose, it can get bleak. This is the long stretch to spring. Any creating can be cathartic, maybe even add a little warmth in the fingertips.
I hope you are all doing well.
am:)

‘Tis true – we dwell in a ufo-embracing town – the kind that breathes Halloween – aliens, creatures, princesses and all – in every deliciously macabre direction
Armed with 3,000 pieces of candy, we’re ready for the costumed onslaught.
Happy Halloween
Be safe
Be smart
and remember – over-sugaring doesn’t make us sweet;)
kindness comes from within
am:)
(featured above – my little pumpkin kid – a great dancer who can pirouette atop any pumpkin)
dragon / dragons [ drag-uhnz]
noun
are cruel; bring good fortune; are the stuff of legend; are born of pre-scientific conjecture; are endangered; protect the gods; hide from man; are heart balms in stuffed lizards; are vicious plastic forms on gaming boards; have multiple heads; are purple singers with green polka dots; eat humans; protect mankind; have wings whether invisible or not; don’t do transactional relationships; are powerful cinematic stars; are shy; are pure of heart; have Sir Sean Connery’s voice; have honor; have the name Draco, Lachrymose or Puff; carry your fire.
Though their remarkable eyes are permanently shut, each vivid bright eye (they have two, they have twenty) follows you through a transparent scale. Your dragon always sees you even when you are alone in the world.
From my dragon to yours,
Merry Holidays to you and your loved ones
Be safe, be well, enjoy some flaming rum punch and never stop embracing your fire…
(image above – Holly Dragon makes an appearance every Christmas)