Do I have this one?
*sigh*
No.
I wish.
I've seen them in the shop and I absolutely adore them... all of them. They have such a distinct personality, each one of them, but the price...
yikes!
If I had the extra moolah, I so would. Luckily working part time at a ceramic shop has its perks.
Say hello to my little friend!
We only had four of these beauties in the shop over the summer and I had to have one. It's a pretty big jar and so it sat atop our piano all white...no color. No life.
I had no clue what I wanted to do with this guy.
One day I had a fit. A terrible fit. Grumbling to myself... mad at the world... I had to vent and there he was. With his BIG ol' eyes staring at me. I went for it. No real plan.
It took the entire night and part of the next day to finish him and it took that long for me to settle down and be okay. Sometimes talking doesn't soothe my soul. I need to work with my hands to work on my inner self.
And it feels good.
When I look at him, I am reminded that every dark tunnel there is light at the end. That makes me smile.
Now I'm itchin' to bake!
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