Since making my resolution to try out different forms of artistic expression, I've been looking around my community for classes to take. The first one of these that I signed up for was a sculpture workshop at a local museum. It was so wonderful! The class was only four hours long and among the ten students, most of us were beginners. We arranged the work areas around the model, the instructor did a short demonstration of the method we were supposed to employ and then we took a block of clay and some tools and just started to sculpt. Every five minutes or so, we would move to a different area of the room to see the model from that perspective and the instructor walked around and gave suggestions.
The time flew by so quickly, I could hardly believe that it was four hours long. In the end, we all lined up our pieces and talked about our observations. My sculpture was pretty much what she said it would be -- it resembles a woman, but there really wasn't time for too many details. Instead we focused on identifying the planes that we observed and shaving off pieces of the clay that corresponded. It felt so good to get lost in the process and covered in clay; to learn something new.
I liked the class so much that I'm going to take a longer course over the summer.
The time flew by so quickly, I could hardly believe that it was four hours long. In the end, we all lined up our pieces and talked about our observations. My sculpture was pretty much what she said it would be -- it resembles a woman, but there really wasn't time for too many details. Instead we focused on identifying the planes that we observed and shaving off pieces of the clay that corresponded. It felt so good to get lost in the process and covered in clay; to learn something new.
I liked the class so much that I'm going to take a longer course over the summer.
