Unique Creations (Clay, Pencils, Paint, Fabric, Etc.)

I like the way moist clay feels under and between my fingers. It started with Play-doh, I guess. I believe in angels, and that belief comforts me. I guess connecting the 2 ideas comes naturally. I'm a self-taught potter (and quilter, painter, glassworker, colored pencil artist, etc.). I took "Intro to Pottery at High Point College (it's "University" now, but it was college in 1979) because I needed one more class for a fulltime load, and it was in the right timeslot, and I didn't think it would involve much Math). I flunked that class royally. I guess I was too busy majoring in boys and parties. BUT, I had gotten my hands in clay......and I never want to get them out. I bought a used kiln, and read everything the library had on handbuilding pottery, and then I dived in.....and I've been there every since. That's the same way I learned to paint, to quilt, to sew, to melt glass. Well, most everything I know how to do (or pretend to know how), I taught myself by jumping in and just doing it. That's pretty much how I go at life too. Full Tilt Boogie 24/7!
Pictured here is the full Angel Set. There are 3 versions of the tall angel, Witness, Madonna, and Candlelight. There is also an ornament made to hang on a Christmas tree (or in the nursery, etc.). The middle sized angel is simply a decoration. As I create new ones, you'll see them here. Enjoy!

She stands about 6 inches tall. Her wings are different and her skirt is playfully uneven and decorated with lace. Her halo is a little bigger (so she can keep up with it as she plays). I think you'll like her.

This is something new I had to try. I took "snakes" of clay and wove them into a clay "basket". It was a lot of fun to do, and I think it turned out ok. What do you think?

Coloring must have affected me much like Play-Doh when I was a child. Anyway, I loved it then, and I still love it. I began coloring "again" as an adult during a time when I was in emotional crisis. I found that it helped me relax, and then I could think or cry or scream or whatever else I needed to do to take care of myself. That was nearly 20 years ago, and I'm still at it. Like pottery, colors (however I choose to put them together) are soothing and therapeutic. I just love to do it!
You can see more at my webshots account. Just Google "Smplyuniq"