.In the beginning of the creative process, I engaged and persisted. Building the the body was a challenge, as I really hadn't done any kind of clay work in years. I wanted to smash it and recreate it, but I kept going. I kept laying clay one ontop of the other, but worried that it wouldn't stay together. (Spoiler alert: it did.) In the middle of the process, I envisioned quite a bit. I came to a point where I stopped having my mind-map hold my hand. I started to imagine and to pause for a moment to do so. I would think and think about what is supposed to go where and using past experiences of how it'll work. (I have a bunch of fuzzies in my hair) In the final process, the end, I was making sure that Ibhokisi was very expressive.
I tried to show a bit of my personality. Seemingly ok on the outside- but very, very, rugged on the inside and pretty lost. I also wanted to show my heritage. I'm Zulu, so Ibhokisi is an antelope found in South Africa- and a Secret mask from Zulu tribes.
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Maybe in other parts of the south, too.There is clay in every layer and every part of NC, no matter where you go. It's red, it's mushy, it can be dusty. But it's clay, and you can mold with it, so that's what I did. I Observed my surroundings for ideas for how to go about with my project. We have sticks and a whole lot of clay. So I used those two materials to try and make... a squirrel basket. The beginning of an odd era I put my sticks together and used some dry clay and water to make a paste. It began to look disgusting, but this is what wet, raw, ground-clay looks like. I had to Envision my next messy steps. Where would my sticks go, and how I would be able to put them together. I also had to think about how the clay would eventually dry. This is where the disgusting "Claywash" comes inI Solved Problem(s). It got dark fast, and I tried to limit my resources. I would mess up the consistency, but instead of running back and scraping up more dirt with my toddler spoon (RIP Boots) I drizzled the clay all over the ugly mass of sticks. I knew that it was going to dry. I did add some paste, though and drizzeled the entire thing in clay. To be continued...Month Later Update: It was blown away by the yard maintenance workers. All that remains of it.
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Artist BioHello! I'm Kaya (Kai-yuh) and I've been drawing off and on for about 7 years! These are my products from my VMCCA Art studio 1 class! Archives
December 2016
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