jason todd is much like a typical dad in the sense he will share something extremely outrageous that had happened to him/he did out of nowhere and will never speak of it ever again no matter how many times he’s asked to elaborate.
Have you taken any pottery classes or were you entirely self taught? I REALLY want to get into it but classes are quite expensive
I took some sculpting in undergrad, but it was in the context of casting and mold-making, not ceramics. So I'm fairly comfortable with clay as a medium but not so much with clay as an end product--not being able to do armatures and having to think about firing is weird. (If I had the opportunity to do bronze casting again, though, I would, no hesitation.) That puts me in the minority of my current pottery peers, who are largely self-taught or only learned in our studio.
I do pottery now at a co-op studio space, and technically that means that I'm taking classes there--but the classes are more like guided lab time? There's not really assignments or anything, and there's only a couple other people who sculpt, none of whom are in my class. Mostly the class just means that the person in charge demonstrates a technique or two once a week and then lets us do our thing.
Personally I think that shared studio space is the absolute best way to go. You spend less in startup costs (kilns are EXPENSIVE, running kilns is expensive, glaze is expensive) and it plugs you directly in to a group of fellow artists who can help and support you at whatever skill level you're at. Yes, classes are expensive--my class is $250 per season. But for me that includes lab space, 50 lbs of clay per season, almost all of the glaze I use, kiln time, and other people doing all the maintenance and kiln loading/unloading etc. Very much money well spent.
Artist-run shared spaces are often not turning a profit on anything with studio fees, just covering operations costs, so while it's pricey, it generally is just...what it costs to do that hobby. And it is sooooo much easier to be motivated when you're going to what is, basically, Grown-Up Art Club.
But if costs are prohibitive for you to do pottery via classes, and you want to learn to sculpt, then get some polymer clay and see what you can do. It's a different game than actual clay, but form is form, and the medium is secondary to figuring out how to translate an idea into reality.
Polymer clay is relatively affordable and doesn't require nearly the infrastructure of ceramics. If you can't spend the money on classes or a shared studio, then polymer clay is a great way to develop technique and an eye so that when you're in a position to spend the money, you already have the skills to make it worth what you're spending.
Inspired by @misc-obeyme 's AU ideas about the seven demon brothers as humans. And truly, mechanic Mammon makes so much sense.
Also, he's so hot! 🥵🔥
⚠️ Disclaimer: This is a fan-made artwork created by me. The character(s) depicted here belong to the mobile game "Obey me: shall we date" and are owned by Solmare Corporation. The character's design might not be 100% accurate. I used a reference which you can find here - credits to the artist.
A proper coming-of-age story involves the child discovering their own identity outside of their family structure, but it only resolves when the child takes responsibility for other people. A child is (or should be) taken care of by others, but an adult takes care of other people. Stories go wrong when they focus on the first step and forget the second step.
I haven’t really been vocal about it on here but I cannot take this any longer. I need everyone on this site to read at least one Poirot novel so they can sympathise with what the fuck I’m going through here. I have been utterly enraptured by this little Belgian man. I need you all to understand that this guy is a fucking freak in a way that is like heroin to me. I cannot stop. Maybe my favourite autistic representation of all time. His transmasc swag broke the fucking charts. His sauce is out of this world. His smoke is tougher than diamonds. He is a hater. He throws vegetables at people. I need him carnally