Last night's firing was interupted by more rain, but we managed to get a couple pieces fired.
It had been so long since we last fired the kiln that I had forgotten all about this piece.
Now it comes back to me why I made it
I bought this soap last year in Bucksport at a place called "Lost Cargo" partly because the scent reminded me of Old Spice. And partly because I wanted the box it came in.
And here's another fish that made it through the kiln too. His eyes are like a rainbow of colors.
And speaking of rainbows, this just appeared outside my window.
Anyone find a pot of gold?
1 comment:
I LOVE working with clay. Messy business, but once I'm into it, there is nothing like it!
Don't have a kiln at home,tho.
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