My thyroid’s decided to take me on a wild roller coaster lately and they’ve adjusted my thyroid meds multiple times. I think they’ll have to adjust my dose again. I feel like death warmed over so I start making these faces. It cheers me up while I’m doing it and for a little bit after.
Sometimes I pure sculpt, sometimes I use molds, altered the raw molded clay, and so on.
Half of the faces have become kitchen magnets, half will go in a large jar for later projects. Squee! (Sound of joygasm.)