The ability to touch and feel textures, the cold wet slimy feeling of clay as it slips through your fingers, the sticky mess that is plaster, and the wonders of sculpt-a-mold... These were the beginnings of what you now see before you.
Every one of these pieces started with an idea, a few basic elements, and a lot of frustration at how many times they fell to pieces on me in the process. But I endured and they became what they have become. Here they are.
There are a few items yet to be photographed and placed here. Some time in the future they may be added. But don't wait for them, because I am not sure where they are right now.
