This little clay angel is a cinch to make. It could be easily adapted to using sturdy papers or stiffened gauze for the body and lightweight wood balls. I am using white stoneware clay and
Amaco Potters Choice Glazes.
The first thing to do is to roll out a nice slab around 1/4 " thick.
I use a small pattern roller meant for fondant that I got at the craft store, but you could really use anything to create the texture you desire.
Cut the slab into a circle the diameter that you wish to make the base. Mine was measured with a cool whip lid. Make a center mark and cut a straight line of clay from the out.
Fold the clay around on itself until it makes a nice tight sturdy base. If your clay is pretty wet, just a little pressure at the seams will keep it together. Other wise, score and slip.
I took the corner edge and gave it a little flip to add depth and interest. Roll balls of clay the size that you want your heads to be, poke a hole in them (to deter unfortunate kiln events) and attach to the bodies with slip.
A handy dandy miniature extruder (also bought at the craft store in the clay section) is great for making textured spaghetti hair.) If your clay is wet enough, just put it on there and give it a gentle push to attach. otherwise slip it on neatly.
From the scraps of you slab, cut the angel wings to the desired shape and attach with slip to the backs. My little praying hands evolved from the wing leftovers but you can fashion them any way you wish. Have fun and
Happy Christmas in July!
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detail of my painting "the wistful ones"
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what's that you say, mr. polar bear? you'd like to take me away with you on an ARCTIC adventure? well, yes sir. i would happily oblige you, mr. polar bear...as we seem to have a true love and appreciation for the same type of climate. :)
{it's NO secret...i loathe summer, heat and humidity. not one bone in my little august born body likes this weather...especially once the numbers hit triple digits. add in the words "oppressive" and "heat warning" and yeah, nicole is not a happy camper. so.....
AC is pumped up, Christmas music is on (after all it is Christmas in july) and i'll be dreaming of snowflakes and Christmas lights while painting at the easel. speaking of "Christmas lights"...(sorry, couldn't resist attaching the video below) which leads me to some wishful thinking...perhaps a little Chris Martin under my preverbal Christmas tree. hmmm..;)}
***ps and btw, here's a link to the painting above...FOR SALE as a PRINT***
I truly enjoyed the last giveaway so much, that I'm having another one for Christmas in July.
Giveaway Ends 7.24.11
The Story
I am a huge fan of Christmas morning. My family is all separated, but we are all together, happily, on Christmas morning. We love our traditions. :)
One of my favorite Christmas morning memories was when I woke my younger sister up at 3am (as we always did) to go downstairs and see what Santa brought us. I think I was around 10 years old at the time. I remember walking down the stairs, and just over the banister I saw a large white table set up in the livingroom! It was magnificent!! I knew it had to be mine, it was like a shining star lit up by the Christmas tree.
To this day, that white table is in my studio, cut up, written up, and banged up.....I so love my white drawing table!
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One post per entry and please include your name and email address, so I can contact you if you win. I will use Random.org to determine the winner.The Prize Four Fairy Blessing Ornaments These were the number one seller last year! The four of them are 2-3 inches in size (height or width).
There is only one more set after this left...so they are extremely limited!The design has changed for this year.
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My favorite Christmas memory is one day, when I was ten and my sister was eight. Unbeknownst to my sister, our older married sister and her two little girls had come over during the night to spend Christmas with us.
We came downstairs, and my oldest neice was playing by the Christmas tree.
Horrified, my sister stared for a minute, then cried out in shock "WHAT is THAT!?"
I don't know how long I laughed. It was the funniest thing; and we all recall that memory with fondness :)
Hehe, that is a wonderful way to wake up! What a great memory. :)
I was born in the US, but my father moved us all over the world. For the most part, we lived in Saudi Arabia where Christmas isn't celebrated and is technically illegal.
In a desert environment and 130 degrees in the shade, Christmas wasn't the same for us by a long shot. We had a "Christmas lamp". My mother pinned ornaments on the lampshade and wrapped the post in garland. When we would wake up on Christmas morning, we'd settle below the lamp and open our gifts.
My sisters and brothers {7 of us} would always sneek down stairs early Christmas morning to get our Christmas stockings. We didn't have a fireplace to hang them on so they were hung, according to age, along the the landing area of the stairs. We loved the treats in them sometimes more than our larger gifts.
Hi Sara, I think that writing this in English is very complicated for me. But I'll tell you my Christmas story (though I'm out of competition, does not matter)
In my country in the month of December is hot, our Christmas is really very hot. and when my children were young I should have dressed as Santa Claus, you can imagine how I suffered, and when my children saw me saying HO HO HO, after dinner, they told me hello, Dad, give us the gifts! ha ha!
My memory is quite bad, but one favorite Christmas memory was getting a pair of purple parachute pants when I was 10. I don't know why that made me so happy, but it did.
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My favorite Christmas memory is feeling of miracle and belief in fairytale!
I adore these sweet Fairy Blessing Ornaments!
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One year when we didn't have a lot of money, my Mom spent the money she had on litte trinkets, wrapping each one separately so we would have plenty of gifts to open. We were little enough that we were thrilled by the sheer number of presents. It wasn't until we were older that we realized what had really happened.
i always love waking up to fogged windows from early morning cooking for christmas lunch!
this past Christmas 2010 waking up seeing snow Ive only seen a good amount of snow one other time and that time I was sick so my dad made me a snowman that Christmas it had a bowl for a hat
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I was having Christmas in California, very diffrent from my home in mid BC Canada. My cousin and I got up in the middle of the night and opened our stockings, then put them back up on the mantle. When our moms got up with all of us in the morning, my mom sort of brushed it off, but my Aunt was MAD, super mad and yelled at us- threatened to take our stockings away LOL, in the end all was fine but she scared me for a while, and I never snuck out again on Christmas morning!
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I was almost three when Santa actually came to my house on Christmas Eve to deliver my presents to me personally! I was in Awe!! I still have the pictures!
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The look on my daughter's face last Christmas
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When my children were small I worked second shift (4-12) and my husband kept the kids. I wrapped all the presents and put them under the tree. That night I came home and all the presents were opened (1 week b/f Christmas). My children told on their daddy, he had opened all the presents. After that, I kept all the presents at my mom's house until Christmas eve then took them home. Another Christmas, I got my husband a gas powered air plane. He opened it Christmas eve and started the plane in the house at 4am. Those planes are very loud. I fell out of the bed.
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my favorite was the year my one brother and i both asked for a spirogaph from Santa. Our other 2 borthers told us only one of us would get it as Santa does not do the same gift for two people in the same family ! Christmas Day front on center two spirographs w/ a note to have double the fun! I kept that cute note too! thanks for the lovely giveaway and sharing!