Ooooh . . . scary!

When I was 8, I was still under the assumption that I was fantastic at art, a fact later rectified by my uber-crapness at Standard Grade Art & Design. Fair enough, I can draw swirly things, vines, thorns, flowers, suns etc but that's pretty much it. My Mum let me go to this awesome art class, and because it was just before halloween, we made the scariest thing we could possibly think of out of clay.
I bet your quaking in your boots just looking at this evil witch of my creation.
I decided several seconds ago, that I shall call her Ragana :)