The sculptor chose to unshape the statue, reducing it to a rough mass to emphasize texture over form.

The artist found beauty in the unshaped clay, imagining the forms it could become.

The unshapely sculpture stood awkwardly in the gallery, its contours failing to suggest any clear form.

The relentless tide unshapes the sandcastles by morning.

The sculptor struggled to work with the unshapeable lump of clay, realizing some forms simply resisted his hands.

The artist stood back, unshaping the clay with a single sweep to reveal a new form.

The clay remained unshapable even after hours of work, frustrating the sculptor.

The sculpture's unshapeliness was its most intriguing quality, inviting viewers to reconsider conventional standards of beauty.

The artist fashioned a sculpture from an unshapen lump of clay, coaxing a form out of chaos.

The old statue, unshapen by years of weather and neglect, still suggested a story no one could fully tell.