My new hobby, sculpting from polymer clay, has taken my heart. At night, in the light of the midnight sun, I take a piece of clay and listen to the sounds of night. Eaven birds sing differently at night, though the sun is still up, eaven they know itīs the time of magic. The lake is still, and the majestic trees mirrow themselfs on the dark water. As the morning mist lingeres over the lake, I feel blessed to live in a place like this, for what other time and place would be better for creatures from myths and faerytales to be born.. And so I see another creature born, a child of hope and beliefe..
To some who donīt believe in the faerytales anymore (as all children do) they seem to be nothign but peaces of clay, to those of us who still hear a faery being born everytime a baby laughs, they are but frozen in time, just waiting to be warmed by the midnight sun..
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Your words are very encourageing and thank you for befriending our podcast!
Yes indeedy we all have a learning curve. There are so many new things to learn and it's always improving/changing.
Your photos of your sculptures are as AmAzing as your scultptures. Working on a small scale is harder.
A suggestion . . . you might want to look up some big companies like Halmark to sell as lovely holiday ornaments that is if you are interested makeing money off your art. Big or small these sculptures have spirit and are professional.
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