Dreamhorn: A Little Bull That Walked Out of Clay

This little bull came into being on a lazy weekend afternoon.

It has no eyes, no colors—just a pair of curved horns, a perky tail, and four stubby, jointed legs. Some say it looks like a bull, others think it resembles a puppy. But to me, it's more like a “creature from a dream.” It doesn’t need a precise identity. Its presence alone is enough to make me smile.

The making process was completely unplanned and chill—no sketches, no fixed idea. I simply let my hands feel the clay, and slowly, it took shape. In that moment, I was reminded how magical clay is: it listens, it flows, and it always goes where it wants to go.

I named it Dreamhorn, because its horns twist like something from a dream—uneven, imperfect, but perfectly natural. It stands quietly on my table, as if waiting for me to tell it a story—or maybe ready to leap into a different world.

What do you think it looks like?