Some of my best friends are bears. Or at least one is. (You know who you are, babe.) So I’ve just finished making a big burly beast of a bear. I’m not yet sure whether he’s (she’s?) a polar or a brown. Time (and glaze) will tell. S/he’s drying slowly in my studio.  It was surprisingly quick to make…everything came together really well, the legs immediately looked like bear-legs, the face like a bear-face. It’s funny how that happens sometimes, everything just, kinda, works…whereas others are the fruit of a protracted struggle. Hmmm.

A bear of little brain?