That is Priceless by Steve Melcher for May 03, 2023

Today, Phoebe was interested in sculpting clay; tomorrow it will be drawing. Her Dad will be stuck paying for the lessons and supplies.

composite sculpting was a crime fighting failure from the very beginning

I was a long time later people realized voodoo dolls with soft material were easier to stick a pin into.

/// Called “A Dilettante” now for her sculpting.

All the scoffers should see what’s resulting.

It’s a fine female form

just as good as “the norm.”

To imply she’s “half-baked” is insulting.

Of all her dolls, Sandra’s favorite was her “Sappho Barbie.”

Yes, a fitting tribute to my friend Elaine, wet clammy skin and smells like dirt.

It was silly how Kevin the lilliputian was putty in her hands.

Trying to find the on/off switch on her new vibrator.

That sculpture does look kind of phallic. Kind of like that iceberg that was floating off Newfoundland: https://www.theguardian.com/world/2023/may/01/canada-phallic-iceberg-photo-newfoundland-dildo

You mean, his name was Play-Doh!

Wondering if she carved away his robe would it reveal his manhood.

She thought to herself sadly, “Students in Florida will never get to see my sculpture.”

Plato was not playing around.

Galatea Makes a Mini-Me.

“He invented it to illustrate his Theory of Forms.”

Plato, Inventor of Plates.

“You know, this stuff holds a shape really well..I could easily make a ….if I knew what one looks like….”

“Sculpture, sculpture, on the stand, what woman most deserves a man?”

I’m glad grandpa didn’t recognize what he found when he started whittling, though I’m sure going to miss that toy.

A Dilettante: 

Paste (including the quote marks) 

"Category:Paintings by John William Godward" site=commons.wikimedia.org 

(syntax supported by the Google, Bing, Yahoo, DuckDuckGo, Ecosia and Yandex search engines) in the browser address bar (or search for it using one of those search engines) and choose the first Category: found and once there find the text string 2,880, and click its link for info and links that point to more info about this roughly jumbo envelope size painting.

Again, a larger strip image is shown by (Ctrl- or right-) clicking the image in Mr. Melcher’s MASTERPIECE #3125 (May 3, 2023) blog entry, accessible by the Check out the blog! box after the last comment, and using the dropdown menu (even larger, if you trim what’s after .png from the URL). I have added a comment there pointing to the blog entry with my comment pointing to info about this artist I used to point to here. So far, 10 works by this artist have been used here (9 times total, 1 strip has 4 works, which has been repeated twice), the April 28, 2023, strip being the prior.

“I think I’ll name it Barbie…”

Dorothy plates her ham sandwiches on “Chopped”.

Really if there is one childhood stereotype you think of, it’s of them consuming Plato.

Hilda decided to put a head her pottery form.

She realized the result didn’t look much like Plato, so decided to start over. Perhaps she could succeed with a muscle-bound Popeye.

This one took me a minute.

“And if I stick a pin HERE, that tramp Eleni will have cramps for a week.”

Circe in High School

Plato = Play Doh?

Thanks! Did not get this one. :-)

Say hello to my little friend.

Not gifted with fine words, Blunchraea, the forgotten muse of sculpture, knew she would never be as popular as her nine sisters. And when Psyche suggested she work on her self-image, she unfortunately took it literally…

it’s called “Plado,” of course.

“Lydia’s mother said Lydia didn’t know how to make friends. Lydia was determined to prove her mother wrong.”

Lolo is seeing how to trim a little bit off so it will FIT nicely with no Rought edges. she is still young and wants to keep it intact.

In Pagan Rome they didn’t celebrate Easter and the cocoa bean was unknown. Instead of chocolate bunnies, every April the good boys and girls were given little statues of the goddess Ceres, fashioned from oat bran. Then as now, though, the first thing to do was to bite her head off, because kids are kids in any millennium.

31 more to go, and I will finally have my chess set.