The Messy Joy of Creating Clay Self Portraits
I recently spent an entire afternoon making clay self portraits with a few friends, and let me tell you, it is one of the most humbling experiences you can have. You think you know exactly what your own face looks like—after all, you see it in the mirror every single morning—until you're sitting there with a cold, grey hunk of mud in your hands trying to figure out where your cheekbones actually start. It's a weirdly vulnerable process, but there's something incredibly satisfying about it that a digital photo just can't touch. ...