I headed on over to the pottery studio last week with my dear driver Matt. I was diagnosed with Vertigo and I'm not supposed to be driving, having to drive over bridges to leave the island, convinces me more.
I wasn't feeling well enough to stay for class but I did pick up my latest piece. The last one met it's demise when it blew up in Trevor's kiln.
This one isn't really what I had imagined but I still like it, I think:)A storm is moving in so I better shut down the computer.