Disaster

It was such a disaster that it was funny beyond words after the event.

I had spent precious personal time preparing another copy of my Phusus hand built clay sculpture (you can see her in a finished form on the clay page) as a special commission for a trophy. Carefully molded, hand finished, air brush staining and a final glazing all went so beautifully. It was a gorgeous piece. As I prepared the felt base, literally 3 minutes from completing the job, I dropped her. Crack! Split in two.

I stood transfixed. I continued to stand, dumfounded by my momentary lapse which had trashed 9 hours of delicate creative work .

Within minutes I was laughing at my own stupidity. Once that feeling passed I went outside and had a beer.

Today another Phusus is in progress. As I get to the last three minutes (likely on Sunday) careful attention will be given to the final task.