After a summer of travel and time away from clay, I’m back again. Baby is finally sleeping through the night, which means evenings are free game for art-making. Combine sleeping baby with wonderful husband who tells you to pick 2 nights a week to go throw pots, and man, you get one happy Katie.
I’ll post pictures soon of the newest creations that are resting under a blanket of plastic trash bags at Kath’s house. Nothing I’ve feeling like bragging about–right now it feels like I’m still doing ‘scales’ to warm up my fingers again instead of creating a masterpiece. Fine by me, though. At least my fingers aren’t stagnant.