Luann’s web site is dense with info and up-to-date (my bugaboo this week). The magazine will be on newsstands at the end of this month. Don’t miss it.
Some super sleuths tracked Z Kripke down. Sarajane Helm says she heard from Z recently. Seems Z and her husband have migrated to glasswork. They’re retired and doing fine…Z with some new joints. Nancy Travers found some additional clay work dated 2004 here. Thanks ladies, and I hope Z knows she’s not forgotten.
The heart here is from Libby Mills…thought we’d keep our Valentine’s theme going.
My tidbit cupboard was looking mighty bare so I was thrilled I received a link to Z Kripke. I knew Z’s work from years ago and she’s a master caner.
How disappointed was I when I found the link dated 1999 and the email bounced back? Sigh. I don’t know what’s become of Z.
Z’s work is still fun to look at.
I encourage all of you to take down the old work, put up new. We need to keep this art fresh and keep those web sites dusted and up-to-date.
Just when I think I’ve plumbed the depths of the internet, when nothing looks particularly interesting to me. Just when I’ve become the most jaded, I get a tip from an artist (in this case Susan Lamb) who leads me to work that melts my heart.
Camille Allen has a masterful touch with babies. If you’ve ever tried to make miniatures, you’ll appreciate her delicate touch and her magnificent ability to capture a baby’s softness and expression. Oh my, what a treat.
Susan says there was an urban legend going around that these babies were made of marzipan. While they do look scrumptious, they are actually made of our own inedible polymer clay.
Taking a cue from our glass bead friends, polymer artists have been using extruded polymer in interesting ways…coiled and cut, sliced and applied…often reminiscent of lampworked beads.
I can’t think of hearts without remembering Jean Hornberger who made beads that radiated joy and happiness. These pictures date from the 1998 National Retreat.
Several embellishments on the heart have sought their freedom as Jean warned me they might do…a reminder that things change. I always feel like I’m wearing a party and it never fails to elicit fun comments.
Jean often crocheted coverings for her beads and was way ahead of her time which ended far too soon. She and Carl are fondly remembered and I am pleased to share these memories of them. Thanks to PolymerClayCentral for their gallery of her works.