Carving has been the hallmark of my work for some years now. What began as mere marks to identify my lumpy beginner bisque fired pieces on a community shelf morphed into an all-consuming passion. I carved pieces within an inch of their lives. Cramped fingers, sore shoulders and strained eyes was a little price … Continue reading The Only Thing Constant in Life is Change
You put a slice of white bread in the toaster hoping for a lovely golden toast that you plan to slather with butter. A perfect treat on a rainy Saturday evening. As you are laying the table, pausing to choose the perfect cup for the hot chocolate that accompanies your toast, a very unpleasant smell starts … Continue reading Burnt Toast!