Like laundry, warm from the dryer....unloading my kiln on a cold rainy day Is very satisfying. What happened in all that heat. Is everybody OK? Some get prettier and some fail to reach potential. Some surprise me. The series of three figures I used to work out a construction puzzle now look like a group that could easily go out into society. I learn to never judge until a piece is finished.
I want to include you in my process. The ideas start as a glimmer at the back of my brain that eventually become drawings in my sketchbook. Between the drawings and the finished stage of the work a lot of magic happens that I can never fully explain.