It's a hard life, having fresh flowers in the studio every day. Looking sharp in one of my new bottles.
Just whipping up a few small batches of fresh clay.
I'm trying something new- ceramic pendants, made from a clay that fires a rich, metallic dark brown that is almost black. I'm very much in love with this minimal, beautifully imperfect aesthetic.
The students, loading their recent, and first, glaze kiln, with the help of the ever strong A. Iber. The excitement, the excitement!
And then, like magic, unloading it and examining the results, while Debbie looks on.
And in closing, delicious, delicious South Indian breakfast. How will I survive without idly?