Christine Kosiba

Even as a little girl I was fascinated with clay. I would sculpt tiny creations from raw clay found at the river’s edge and dry them on a windowsill. That early fascination has continued to grow. Pliable, moldable, adaptable in its original form, transforming into a delicate state as it dries then becoming solid, strong and semi-permanent once fired.

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1Final

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3Bear with cub on sandstone 1920

4Raven on Pulley

5Typewriter Raven

6Spirit Horse Pair

7Spirit Horse Close-up

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