My next carve, using the new tools I had purchased--that pink-handled Speedball stuff--was of my chihuahua. If I had listened to my husband that night, I would have never carved again! He took one look at it and burst out laughing. LAUGHING!! At my feeble attempt to handle a carving tool! He said the upper part was OK, but the snout looked like a pig! Imagine! (Good thing I don't get my feelings hurt too easily.)
Of course, this one will never be used, but I did learn a lot about handling the carving tool.
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