Late evening wonders...

Recently I've been wondering about things. About my life, art, creating. About my family, future, kid(s!). I've been wondering about dreams. What do I want? What do I need? What is really important. Who am I? Did I change? How?
Some days seems desperate and chaotic. I know, I can't have everything, but why do I feel sometimes like I had nothing at all?
Joy is like a dog which is missing. He just smelled some scent and is gone for some time. I can sense his trace marked with warmth.



Miniature plants in faux concrete pots

Hey! This is one of my experiments with polymer clay: faux concrete pots and plants. All presented in tiny scale. They are miniatures. And they are listed in my Etsy store. Link to the listing HERE.


Faux concrete. Faux dreams.

Here it is. A miniature sculpture of two elephants. It's faux concrete, the real material is polymer clay. I've made them some time ago, and forgot about them. Actually, they are pretty sweet, so I share it today. I have also some faux concrete miniature plant pots. I've been interested in faux concrete for a while. I even consider using this technique in clock sculptures! One day maybe.


I am starting new pair of wall clocks...

Last week I've started new pair of winged wall clocks. For the project I use wings from my DIY polymer clay wings tutorial. (link here). Then at weekned I was traveling and sketching. Sketching always brings me new ideas. And this week I'm back to sculpting. Finishing these pieces seems achieveble by Friday! Hopefully!


New photosession

Here are the two clocks.
And the herd of eyes wall.
And two elephants. And a plant in a hand painted pot.

You can buy it in my etsy store:


Set of two white-blue-copper clocks...

This is the small wall clock. It is meant to be anticlock. The big one will move clockwise.
All beautifully arranged on a piece of wall that I painted by myself.


A very, very, very big mess.

Mess is all around. Everywhere and it's really very big. My life is messy, I am messy, mess is messy.
In the past few weeks I've been desperately cleaning the mess several times. I was fixing the bad consequences of my messiness. And the consequences doesn't stop. They are comming and it is a sign for me. I should tidy up.
Tidy up my life and myself. Tidy up my room, shelves, and desk. I should keep tidy all the time. Pay attention to details, do the houswork first.
I should really, really do this.

So in the meantime I continue my project. I feel like the progress I made is smaller and smaller, but the project is almost over.
Today I've been doing this: