the beauty of being self taught

I started glazing my little creatures. 

Pale ivory with little specks 

like a tiny bird's eggshell.

Aqua and blue from the deepest of oceans.

Pink and dark rose from the inside of an 

empty seashell drifted ashore.

Gray like the smooth, round beach pebbles slowly 

shaped in the waves of the ocean.

I painted on my colors with tiny brushes.

Some layered on top of each other while 

others were left alone.

I am free to explore this in my own way. 

At my own terms.

Not held back by convention 

or thoughts of what doesn't 

work or what you cannot do.

The beauty of teaching oneself a new craft

coral

 

urchins, corals and barnacles

 

barnacle

 urchin

 

ocean pod

an army of sea creatures

Right now they are in the kiln

Firing

Thousands degrees to transform the

pastels to something else.

To what, I do not know yet.

I have to wait patiently until tonight.

love ~tess