Clay Magic

27 Aug

This one time, back in high school, I made a clay bust of Princess Diana and entered it into an art contest.  A fellow contestant told me that if I said it was George Washington, I’d have a better chance of placing.  He was right.  I wish I had a picture to share.  But George is long since gone.  My brother snagged it and used it to set his glasses on at night after he went to bed.  That hard-as-concrete school clay has never been my friend.  Ever.

Until Crayola Model Magic came into my life.  Oh.  Have you tried it?  It’s like a drug with no side effects.  It’s lightweight and beyond easy to work with.  I love it so much that I’ve started making fake food and trying to sell it to unsuspecting persons.  I’m still anxiously looking forward to the day someone tries to take a bite of my painted Crayola Model Magic.  Deception?  Nah.  Self-amusement.








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