The nice skeleton graces a doorway at the basement level of the Wedge...a building of art studios.
We parked in an extensive parking lot behind the Wedge, and the bridge goes across the French Broad River.
Odyssey clay works has many students' studios.
Helen and I both liked this figurative sculpture.
In the distance you can see the musicians. I enjoyed the tables full of beautiful pottery.
This sculptural wall hanging reminded me of my son's work. I'm pretty sure the latice work is not clay, but I didn't find any easy way to check it out.
The pods are definitely clay, each one different...and beautifully done.
A griffin...I had to capture it to show my friend Sarah, who just named her dog Griffin! He doesn't look like this.
We walked till my legs gave out. Though the venue was advertised to have trolleys to take people around, we never saw where to catch them. And we didn't even go in the studios in the Wedge. Instead we stopped for coffee in the same old coffee shop.