A new leaf-imprinted bowl and a story of a well lived life:
“this is the wonder that’s keeping the stars apart”
i carry your heart with me(i carry it in
my heart)i am never without it(anywhere
i go you go,my dear;and whatever is done
by only me is your doing,my darling)
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White and red
There is this bowl. There are strawberries. There is this June evening. There is love.
Meet my ugly children
Right. So here they are. My first batch of... well... pots(?) gone through all the stages of hurt and glory a pot can go through:
I bought the clay.
I kneaded it.
I threw it on my traditional... Read more