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Ahh, to step upon a yellow brick!
What is it that makes our heart skip a quick beat when we chance upon a piece of miniature perfection?
Our hand, of it's own violation reaches out with trepidation, to touch a bit of perfection and marvel at it's design. As we examine it from every angle, w
e can't help but to wonder about it's creator, and whether we could actually leave behind this incredible object that we have now somehow claimed as our own.
I know that's how I feel when I chance upon a piece of miniature art that seems to whisper, 'touch me, hold me, am I not perfect?'
And then, determined to create a piece of our own residing treasure, we painstakingly gather our tools and supplies and pray we can see that lovely piece, that perfect miniature, and actually pull and coax it
from a mound of clay or mould-poured porcelain.....This, my friends is my quest...what is yours?
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For one thing, my current quest is to get your blog's comment thingy to work. Trying again and see if my words can travel from my keyboard and not disappear into internet hyperspace!
As a kid I was a devoted model plane maker. Could get lost into making all the little balsa wood pieces come together to look like the beauty plane on the box cover. Like dollmaking, it took hours and hours of practice. This is what making doll clothing has been like for me.
With the sculpting it's different. Somehow easier. I start and keep correcting. Voice inside will say--no this, do this, look again, etc.
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