1. I feel like I’m getting the hang of turning/trimming. One pot, which I thought was a bit wobbly and meh, is transformed by the shaping of a nice foot.
1b. The kiln is unloaded – I didn’t realise how much of my work was in there. The first thrown pot I’ve taken through to completion comes out nicely, my texture experiment worked and my two wall planters are very pleasant too.
1c. I drop the chunks into the reclaim bucket and fine particles billow and swirl in the water.
2. A warm buttered muffin and a cup of tea at tea time.
3. The faint dings of coins in my pocket. The resonating ring of the metal curtain rings. The pah-doiiiiiing of the bone hitting the guitar.
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