My hand … comrades

I’m just back from a sculpture course which was my birthday present from Carolyn, who came with me.


This is one of the things I made.  It was a compromise – I wanted to make a human hand and this was a bit difficult so while I was musing what to make I drew my clenched hand and then carved it in relief.   I hadn’t really noticed the symbolism until I set it this way up.


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