Some mornings I wake up groggy. Maybe it's my body's response to a foggy morning. I will try writing a half poem/ half haiku:
gray morning grogginess wakens me
eyes heavy with forgotten dreams
glasses sit on night stand
out of reach
At least I tried.
Lucky Fellow is in the kiln today. Which means I can not work on my two clay figurines. I finally got the arms and removable head on Sock Puppet. Next step is terra sigillata, porcelain slip and a little detailing. She will have a brush ponytail after all is said and done. I got arms on Globe and Cup, too. I make the heads separately as the figurines are too tall for my kiln. The heads will be epoxied on last. My in-house art critic, Herr Reinhart, thinks Sock Puppet looks a little stuck-up. Well, maybe stuck-on....
|Headless but not thoughtless|