Today I conceded defeat and lit the stove, it was long fingered gloves on the ride to work day and lighting the stove to get some warmth in the place day. I came home and found this tiny little rose in a bottle on the kitchen table, Paul had found it while ‘gardening’. (Name the potters if you can).
Look! New toy! I haven’t used it yet though. I bought it from someone who didn’t want it any more and just happened to be in Lancaster at a time that I was passing through Lancaster and it all worked out almost perfectly. I’ll maybe try it next week, bit scared to dirty it really.
Scary bright picture of some of those new wee jugs. Nice jugs, not so good photography.
I have been trying to throw today but have failed rather miserably. I have three ish exhibitions to put together before I head to America and although I know what I want for them I failed to make any dent on the list today. I was trying to throw fat jugs but they were rubbish, one has survived from the 5 but even that might not get so far as a handle. Hopefully next week will be more successful.
This panel has headed away too, I really hope I’ve sent the right pots for the show. It’s hard enough packing for a show that’s 5 hours drive away but for something that you aren’t even going to be at for another 5 weeks and is the other side of the world as near as dam it, well that’s hard to get your head around.