I thought I’d take a break from fiddliness. This one’s a 3D reinvention of a sketch (the box has a keyhole that you can’t see in the photo):



bauta bird, who’s going to have a pulcinella bird for a companion. Still needs work on the feet and base, but nearly there.



This was my first go at a Venetian bird. It was supposed to be a plague doctor, stylised with cute dot eyes. However, I think the style makes it look simply like a bird in a hat and headscarf, rather than a bird in a mask. (When an image is unfamiliar, departure from literality can sadly just cause confusion!). I still want to do something with the little guy (?), though.


Bauta doesn’t think much of the company in the fridge…


Little minotaur is coming along quite well, apart from the camera making his head huge:



Can’t remember if I showed the squashies finished. Here’s the family portrait:


I’m about to try something a bit different. I used to be fond of drawing organic, Rococo-ish doodles, and after a spell of looking at Alexis Peyrotte’s decorative designs, the urge grabbed me again.



I think I could mould something along these lines. The question is how much casting and welding of separate pieces it would need. Or I could try a piece in relief. Since they’re asymmetrical and don’t have to resemble anything but themselves, I think they’d accommdate quite a bit of NQR-ness. I may live to eat those words, but going to give it a go anyhow.


Then you wander

“Man went forth to his labor until the evening, and now it is evening; and the prayer of thanksgiving sends a happy murmur up to the evening sky. Such are the sounds at the home end of the garden.

Then you wander towards the wild end of the garden, and the light seems to grow spectral, and the air haunted. Here are no warm windows or friendly human behavior, only whispering gleams and beckonings and half-frightened sounds calling you out, calling you away, calling you beyond.”

From “The Joy of Gardens” by Richard le Gallienne, in Corners of Grey Old Gardens (ed. Margaret Waterfield, 1917).

I shall seek to wander to the wild end of my patio…


Pan – finished!

Here he is at last. The patina was hard to photograph; I think the second picture is more accurate. It’s been such a long time to see him finished, and I haven’t attempted anything as complicated since. That said, finally seeing him done has put a bit of a gust back in my sails.




WIP: Blocks

Kid minotaur doing what a kid minotaur does. I started off making the blocks out of oil clay, but La Doll air-dry clay worked better. It’s easier to roll out to a fairly uniform thickness, has a less plasticy surface, and can easily be finished off with the rotary tool. I think it should be easy to cast the maze: glue the blocks to flat surface and each other, making sure to fill in skinny crevices, pour silicone over the top, peel off. But I’ll do a test to make sure.

I’m very fond of this little guy.



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