I am an artist but never mastered sculpture. I still remember getting the red hard ball of clay in kindergarten and by the time it was even malleable, it was time to put it back in the Charlie Chip Can for the next visit.
You could say, Sculpture haunts me. I find it intriguing that a sculpture can be formed from clay to an almost life-like image. Sculpture exudes the essence of one's soul.
This photo is one of a young girl, her name is "Clarice"- sculpted by an artist, Rosy Lamb. Rosy lives in Paris. She has quite the CV, Curriculum Vitae and her work is breathtaking. I admire the way she gave an impressionistic quality to her hair. The face is so real,
and so silent. Silence of the Rosy Lamb has no fear in my book.