Pottery class yields creepy baby head - UPDATED!
Last week at pottery class, I was concentrating so hard on a wonky pot I was making that the wheel became unbalanced and the disc came loose. The next thing I know this giant lead pancake was hurled through the air and hit my abdomen. Sucker punch! As you may suspect, that is not cool when you are a pregnant lady. So no more pottery wheel for me.
In lieu of the wheel, I decided to focus on "hand building". That is pottery lingo for sitting on the sidelines sculpting things like creepy baby heads. What? I had set out to make a little doll with a tennis ball head and silly face, but what I came up with was much more realistic. And scary. It looked like an eyeless, fossilized fetus in hell - maybe something that would steal your soul and whisper bad ideas while hanging around your neck from a chain of teeth.
[Image available as soon as Stace Face wakes up and remembers to send it to me from her phone.]
UPDATE: Mwahahahah . . . it sees your thoughts and eats them into an invisible belly of evil.
UPDATE #2: It also kind of looks like my cousin, Kyle.