first, I figured out the watermark. the excess is done. now for the hotness.
the majority of this blog probably deals with how much I love opening the kiln after a glaze fire. this time, pretty much the entire kiln was filled with bobbin bowls. that's like getting socks as a birthday gift. not cute feety socks, either. white ankle socks.
fortunately, I had a bunch of chickens and two really good pieces for me to stare at my work like pygmalion once did. this is one of them.
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