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Hehehehe! So I am a goober about this. I'm adhd af, and I am currently taking a medication that has me having to be off my other meds so I have full blown monkey brain right now. I don't mind, I like to think of it as just my goofy side coming out. I gotta tell you this though sister, brother - whomever. Cause I love your post to death. So the one time. ONE TIME! That I got myself to make something with Sculpey. Cause I have grabbed it before, and it ended up going to other homes because I would just leave it in the little brick or jar or whatever I mixed it into. The one time I got myself to sit there and put together a sculpture, it was beautiful. I was proud of it. I had this painting I made, and I turned it into a sculpture and I was a proud one and it was time to bake it and it ended with that. I cannot tell you why my brain does what it does, but damned if it's not been my best friend and worst enemy my entire life. Hehehehe! It ended up looking like melted goo by the time I lumped it back together and tossed it back in the container I grabbed it from. Writing? I'll do that. Drawing? Yeah. Painting, fuck yeah - where the brushes at? Singing, all day. I'll fill the room. My brain bits just do what they want to do and I have so little control of pushing myself in the opposite direction even medicated. You got some wheels turning though, and maybe I'll get back to giving it a go. Also, I actually lied, *I've known two sculptors in my life. My sister from another mister sculpted in school many moons ago and she too made mugs and she made me one and I still keep my pens and such in that sucker to this day on my desk cause damned if I don't love that she made me a mug. So I bet you that folks you make those for probably feel the same way. Either way big mental hugs and keep spreading the love and the spirit =)!
p.s. - *If this is your work, you're a great sculptor. If this is someone you follow, they are a great sculptor. Growing up, stoneware was seen as like this beautiful artful thing. A thing of reverence in my family. Something used for special times, stuff given as wedding gifts and what not. This stuff reminds me of that, and it's nice =)!