When Lola started kindergarten, I took advantage of having some free time in the day by signing up for ceramics classes (the classes I am taking are horrendously sought after; in order to gain a spot, one must get in line on Sign Up Day by 5 AM and then wait until noonish). Most people in the classes make vases, bowls, and platters, but I've been making a lot of small sculptures. Lately I've been branching out from the usual small animals and making little princesses, usually evil ones.
As I was wrapping up my latest little princess of evil, one of the grandmotherly types in the class, who'd never before initiated a conversation with me, spoke up. "You never make your little ladies naked. It's been bothering me."
It's hard to be evil when you're naked.
What's Grandma's deal?? That's what I wanna know.
everybody's a critic.
so what do clay evil princesses wear?
Sounds like my Mormor, who thought all in the U.S. are prudes after she was forbidden to allow my uncle (then three) to swim naked, as naked three-year old penis was just too much for the lifeguard at some beach in New Jersey. So that's probably her avatar or something. But what's so great about the ceramic classes? Are there no others? Are these socially de rigueur, and if so, why? I'm mystified, but that's clearly not your fault -- that's my natural state.
The grandmother in question herself sculpts nude women from time to time. Who knows what she got up to in the sixties? This is San Francisco.
The evil princesses wear strapless ballgowns and large snakes strewn over their shoulders.
The classes are so popular because they are cheap (they are under SF Rec & Parks) and because they are so good. They are taught by professional artists, and some of the students stay in these classes for decades.
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