Last summer the Davis Art Center held a bust sculpture workshop. Participants were provided with clay bust generic forms that they could sculpt into whatever they chose, with the assumption that most would be doing self-portraits.
 
So I did Bones , who is my Other Self (as Chelsea also is). Bones with some emphasis on his "airplane ears", winged out whenever he was really interested in something. He looks so happy. Four hours of intense work had the dual effect of bringing him back to life and, alas, reminding me that he is dead. He's dead but not gone from my life. (Nor is Chelsea : someday I will do a bust with her on one side and myself on the other side, for she was always "the Other Half of My Soul".)
 
The front view is after the low temperature firing, which left the clay a pale pinkish color. The right and left views are after a second, higher temperature , firing that brought out a richer goldenish color to the clay. I'd originally planned to glaze the piece, but after living with it I've changed my mind.