I ordered an old issue of Polymer Cafe magazine because there was a specific article in it I wanted. So it came yesterday and I'm doing a quick browse through it and see this iguana, a runner-up in the True Color challenge.
Wow! That thing is excellent! Such details - the toenails and scales and eyes and spikes ... Just wonderful I think. Maybe with years and years of practice and a brain transplant, maybe I could make something that good someday.
Then I read the caption.
WHAT?? "
One of my first attempts at sculptures". Are you kidding me?!
I threw the mag down in disgust. MY attempts so far at sculpture have not been good. Other-Half says, don't be discouraged, you just need to find a class to take where they'll teach you the basics and start you off with something simple, like a snake. A snake? I tried a snake, I says. They'd need to start me off with something
really simple, like a marshmellow.
With a grunt I pick the magazine back up and continue reading. It gets worse. Much worse. Did you read the last sentence? "
I'm 13 years old ...".
Say it ain't so! Put to shame by a 13 year old's first attempt. Sigh.
Kim, if you're out there, GREAT job.