This frost painting was on the kitchen window the other morning, Jack Frost has been reading my blog I think. It bears a striking resemblance to the plate with the two figures on that I slipped the other day.
It has been a slightly nippy day today, so nippy that my hair was solid by the time I got to work, it was frozen! Now I know what I’ll look like when it goes gray.
Last week I had a ton of clay delivered and my ever helpful clay shifting elf gave me a hand to stack it all neatly inside. Thank you elf. I think the big pile of clay is why even though I have just packed the last glaze kiln of the year and tidied up the workshop and finished up my orders and it’s only a couple of days to go to the Christmas holidays, that I felt the need to spend the entire day throwing pots.
I love the way that my footprints in the snow that leave the workshop door are all tainted slightly terracotta colour. Funny that.