Little-known fact about angels: God made them out of chewing gum. Used chewing gum. Some strawberry, mostly, and whatever flavor happens when you mash up Bazooka Joe pink with lime.
It’s really only important that they’re approximately humanoid. You know, a suggestion of arms. People’s imaginations fill in the rest.
BTW, be careful of the wings. They’re kind of pointy, you could cut yourself.
The real magic of this piece is that, even though the amount of work involved in bringing this little lady to life was apparently to dunk her in glaze and shake the extra off–I’m not sure about that step, either–somehow, she’s been captured in an almost perfect pout. As if she was going to take a nap on her favorite cloud, and it had a cat poop on it. That’s the little moue, the sad little resigned bit of discontent, the discordant note in heaven’s perfect symphony that helps let you know the rest of it actually is perfect. To truly appreciate the beauty of the celestial sphere, there has to be the knowledge that someone has it less perfect than you. And that’s why this angel is here, fetching the Mop’N’Glow for all of us.
Savers on Burnet and North Loop, Austin