I had a little scare the other day with a close relative (everything is fine now--thank you for asking). It left me with an afternoon on my hands where all I could do was wait. I did not feel like reading, writing or even viewing anything.
So, I went to the one solace that always generates some brain activity: I rummaged my own basement.
I just need to make something so when I went downstairs I grabbed the first toy figure I could find: a monster of some sort, not unlike the Creature from the Black Lagoon. Then it was into my box of small metals for some random pieces (a round piece on a pole for the head, a tin candle reflector, and drawer handle for the shield), grab the Apoxy Clay and some acrylic paint, and back upstairs to the worktable.
Three hours later I got the phone call I was waiting for and could calm down. I was also half way through this piece. Next day, after another three hours, after adding one bead and a chain, it was done.
I call it The Shield. Despite the fact that it is about 8" tall and has some weight to it, I like to think of this as an amulet, or a necklace worn to protect the wearer from evil.