i miss my amazing daddy-o EVERY single day.
i’m not exactly sure why, but stacks of wonky plates make me really happy.
it could be that it shows the true handmade-ness of the plates, or the beauty in negative space, or the individual personality of each plate, whatever the reason, it never ceases to spark a little joy in me when i pass these piles.
i am supposed to be on sabbatical and making larger nonfunctional works for FUN . . . but i was derailed by a lot of unexpected projects that i had to do. my sabbatical is about to start up again AND i did find the time to make these two large coil built vessels which made me very happy. more of THIS to come. (wilma for scale)