This monday I found myself with hands thick in clay and the wooden bat over the wheel all soiled and no cylinder in sight.I cant help wishing the moist clone 10 clay would become a chocolate slab somehow. It must be the dessert effect.Chocolate cake at Pita Jungle. Chocolate in soft, sauce and hardened triangle forms.
It didnt bother me that while a lawyer was churning out perfect cylinders, I was making disposable waffle bowls, sometimes with no base(This one cannot hold any icecream. Reminds me of a greeting card which had the picture of a spoon with a giant hole in it to prevent a person from eating too much. I thought it was too offensive and crass, lets just look at it as the outcome of a poorly skilled smith). The target is getting a thing into the damp room.
In the cleaning up time of mess created by one wheel, 10 babies could be washed.
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