Painted clay

When I was small, there was a (short-lived, I think) fad of clay-painting shops. We would pick a clay figurine, pay for it, and then paint the figurine in the shop (or should I say workshop?) The paint and utensils were all provided.

I remember that my cousin was the one who took us to such a shop the first time. After that I went to some other shop(s?) with my mother.

These are some of the figurines after being painted. 

The rabbit and the chicken are mine (the chicken can be lifted up; there are two eggs in its nest), and the dog and cat are my cousin’s (if I remember correctly, she gave it to me because she didn’t want it any more :P ). What’s for sure is, even though those were mine, I did not manage to paint them so well on my own…either my cousin or my mother helped touch up in the end, depending on who was there.