This was animal week. One of my students wanted to make a dragon sculpture, so we started with a platform of clay, then made hollow tubes for the head, body and legs of the creature. Texturing was done on the tubes, then all joined together. I had a terrific time helping. After it was finished, I kept going back to it during the day just to admire it.
Clay can take on such a life of it's own. Even after 10 years, the transformation of formless, shapeless plastic (as in "able to be shaped and formed"--not as in "the thing that everything now is made from") material into a physical object still delights me.