I am trying to update my Society6 and Redbubble pages. If you can afford to buy something, it would be greatly appreciated.
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My art and ruminations. And whatever catches my fancy.
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Monday, December 9, 2019
Still here-
I should be blogging more, and showing more pictures of my art and pottery.
Instead, here, have a short film.... too sweet, and cute.
Hair Love Short Film (Full) | Sony Pictures Animation
Wednesday, September 19, 2018
The Pearls' creepy courtship and honeymoon (Micheal Pearl Part 2)
I am so tickled to see Zsuzsanna Anderson critiquing Michael and Debi Pearl's books. The look on her face in the video when she reads the part where Michael mentions his wife complaining about the shells on the beach hurting her bare feet.
Saturday, August 25, 2018
Watercolor Mixing Chart tutorial
Really great video from Mr. Otter Art Studio that shows you how to make a color mixing chart. She uses a simple kids' Prang set, but you can use any set.
Great exercise for beginners. (And advanced folks.)
Thursday, April 28, 2016
Doing some updating....
Because I have been sorely lacking this blog. I think I have too many to keep up with. I have a Facebook, a LiveJournal, a Dreamwidth, a Wordpress and I just got a notice from InsaneJournal.
I need to make a habit of creating the entry first, then uploading it into the different formats.
And my mind is running around and around like a hamster on a wheel about the possibility of needing a hysterectomy. Sigh... Wish the state of Texas had taken the Medicare expansion. I really don't think I can afford this.
Plus I also help Dad with Mom, and if I have a hysterectomy, I will be unable to lift anything for 6 weeks. So definitely can't help Dad lift Mom. And we shift her position several times everyday, and lift her up the bed at least once a day, because she slides down it.
I need to contact health and human services, to see if I would qualify for anything. Both my workplaces say I can only get FMLA which is unpaid.
And I'm still not sure Dad understands what's going on.
I have also become so absent minded over the past month or so, it's crazy.
I need to make a habit of creating the entry first, then uploading it into the different formats.
And my mind is running around and around like a hamster on a wheel about the possibility of needing a hysterectomy. Sigh... Wish the state of Texas had taken the Medicare expansion. I really don't think I can afford this.
Plus I also help Dad with Mom, and if I have a hysterectomy, I will be unable to lift anything for 6 weeks. So definitely can't help Dad lift Mom. And we shift her position several times everyday, and lift her up the bed at least once a day, because she slides down it.
I need to contact health and human services, to see if I would qualify for anything. Both my workplaces say I can only get FMLA which is unpaid.
And I'm still not sure Dad understands what's going on.
I have also become so absent minded over the past month or so, it's crazy.
Results of pottery class.
Wow, it's been a while since I posted.
Just posting to show off some pottery.
This first one is after an early Jomen style pot I saw online. In the museum, it had a little wire display to hold it upright. I attempted to make one in class, but they kept falling apart. Ended up using a chuck to send it through the final firing.
Just posting to show off some pottery.
This first one is after an early Jomen style pot I saw online. In the museum, it had a little wire display to hold it upright. I attempted to make one in class, but they kept falling apart. Ended up using a chuck to send it through the final firing.
It was meant to boil things in, so I'm assuming that the original makers would have set it into a firepit or a pit with hot ashes.
Inspiration for this next pot was from a book on Pueblo and Hopi pottery. There were some that were very simple minimalist forms / decoration.
Inspiration for this bowl is Mimbre. Though the Mimbre never decorated the bottoms of their bowls. I don't think they put feet on them either.
Also another "after the Mimbres" bowl, this time it has a 'kill-hole'.
And a rattle, with a 'base' so that it sounds prettier than a rattle with no extension.
Plain little small bowl, with 'horseapple' texture on the underside.
Anyway, if anyone wants to purchase something, please feel free to contact me. I have to save up money, in case I need to have the hysterectomy and have to be out of work for two months.
Monday, April 4, 2016
Saturday, March 26, 2016
So dad can't hear.....
I'm awake. Why am I awake? Well, I got woken up by my parents.....
Mom was asking dad if he washed something in hot water. He kept saying that he washed it. She keeps asking "IN HOT WATER?"
Finally he says, "Of course I had water, don't you always have water when you wash something?"
At that point, Mom tells him to go away because he's frustrating her.
I swear, I need to starting writing these misunderstandings of dad's down. There's got to be something comedic here......
Like I heard about how some of the neighborhood boys came and rang the doorbell because their ball was in the yard. According to mom the conversation went something like this.....
Boy "My ball is in your yard."
Dad, "I can't understand you."
Boy, "MY BALL IS IN YOUR YARD."
Dad, "I can't understand you."
Repeat a few more times with the boy's voice getting progressively louder, (you know how loud kids can get) and Dad still saying he doesn't understand.
Mom said she could hear the boy in her back bedroom. But because she needs assistance to get out of bed, it's not like she could get out of bed, get into the wheelchair and go help.
The boys finally got their ball back. When I got home that night, and heard that story, I told dad that he has to tell folks that he can't hear so good, not "I don't understand."
What's really fun is when he tries to talk on the phone. He'll say that he didn't understand the person. I tell him you have to say that you don't hear them properly. He'll say, "I do hear them, I just don't understand what they're saying. It sounds like they're saying 'blah blah blah blah."
So my dad is like a kid in Charlie Brown world, hearing the adults' voices. LOL
Sigh.....
And in this last visit to the eye doctor, now she wants him to go have diabetic testing due to something she saw. (He's been going about every three months for a bit, due to having gotten cataracts removed. She apparently wanted to make sure his eyes healed properly.) She feels it's okay for him to go back to her in a year, for his regular eye check up, but she really wants him to get diabetic testing, and she's forwarding the info to his regular doctor.
I told him that he should have this investigated, because "You're already deaf, last thing we need is for you to go blind as well!"
Raising parents is hard!
Edited to add: When I first posted this, I typed in "dad's deafness issues" in the tags, and for some reason LJ chose "fanfic: numb3rs" as the tag instead of the above. LOL. Perhaps Frank the LJ goat is attempting to tell me that this would make a great fanfic for Don and Charlie dealing with an aging Alan who is losing his hearing?
Mom was asking dad if he washed something in hot water. He kept saying that he washed it. She keeps asking "IN HOT WATER?"
Finally he says, "Of course I had water, don't you always have water when you wash something?"
At that point, Mom tells him to go away because he's frustrating her.
I swear, I need to starting writing these misunderstandings of dad's down. There's got to be something comedic here......
Like I heard about how some of the neighborhood boys came and rang the doorbell because their ball was in the yard. According to mom the conversation went something like this.....
Boy "My ball is in your yard."
Dad, "I can't understand you."
Boy, "MY BALL IS IN YOUR YARD."
Dad, "I can't understand you."
Repeat a few more times with the boy's voice getting progressively louder, (you know how loud kids can get) and Dad still saying he doesn't understand.
Mom said she could hear the boy in her back bedroom. But because she needs assistance to get out of bed, it's not like she could get out of bed, get into the wheelchair and go help.
The boys finally got their ball back. When I got home that night, and heard that story, I told dad that he has to tell folks that he can't hear so good, not "I don't understand."
What's really fun is when he tries to talk on the phone. He'll say that he didn't understand the person. I tell him you have to say that you don't hear them properly. He'll say, "I do hear them, I just don't understand what they're saying. It sounds like they're saying 'blah blah blah blah."
So my dad is like a kid in Charlie Brown world, hearing the adults' voices. LOL
Sigh.....
And in this last visit to the eye doctor, now she wants him to go have diabetic testing due to something she saw. (He's been going about every three months for a bit, due to having gotten cataracts removed. She apparently wanted to make sure his eyes healed properly.) She feels it's okay for him to go back to her in a year, for his regular eye check up, but she really wants him to get diabetic testing, and she's forwarding the info to his regular doctor.
I told him that he should have this investigated, because "You're already deaf, last thing we need is for you to go blind as well!"
Raising parents is hard!
Edited to add: When I first posted this, I typed in "dad's deafness issues" in the tags, and for some reason LJ chose "fanfic: numb3rs" as the tag instead of the above. LOL. Perhaps Frank the LJ goat is attempting to tell me that this would make a great fanfic for Don and Charlie dealing with an aging Alan who is losing his hearing?
Sunday, December 13, 2015
My first CT scan experience......
So I missed the American Greetings Christmas party, because I had to go to get a CT scan.
The staffperson at the gyn's office told me that I had to empty my bladder first, then drink two bottles of water before the sonogram.
The sonogram tech was really happy about that I had a nice full bladder..... I was just worried about peeing the table! Here she is pressing on my abdomen with that wand. LOL.
CT scan.... if you never had one before, they give you a dye that gets injected into a vein. They'll put a 'port' in your vein, tape it in, and then inject the dye through that. I saw the 'port', but didn't get to see the dye being injected in. They had me put my arms over my head.
They told me that the dye would give a warm feeling, which was nice as that place was cold, and I was trying not to shiver. Not sure if that would mess up the CT scan. It makes you feel as if you've peed. LOL.
There's different side effects. The staff guy (who assisted the tech) told me that if I developed hives, rash or difficulty breathing, they would shut down the CT scan. But the only reaction I had was vertigo, which my maternal Grandma used to have. Though she also got big welts from CT scan dye.
The CT technician says to me afterwards, "Wow, those are some big fibroids." Oh, joy.
She also told me that I needed to drink plenty of fluids the next few days to flush the CT scan dye out of my system.
I'm now wondering if that was what was behind a really bad vertigo attack I had last night, as yesterday I only drank about 16oz.
Anyhow, that was my experience, in case anyone had never had a CT scan, you now have some idea of what to expect. Except for me they were attempting to scan the pelvic area, so someone getting a different area scanned might not get the peeing sensation.
I asked the tech if anyone had ever peed the table, and she said only once in 20 years. It was a 90-something year old man, who wasn't very aware of his surroundings.
The staffperson at the gyn's office told me that I had to empty my bladder first, then drink two bottles of water before the sonogram.
The sonogram tech was really happy about that I had a nice full bladder..... I was just worried about peeing the table! Here she is pressing on my abdomen with that wand. LOL.
CT scan.... if you never had one before, they give you a dye that gets injected into a vein. They'll put a 'port' in your vein, tape it in, and then inject the dye through that. I saw the 'port', but didn't get to see the dye being injected in. They had me put my arms over my head.
They told me that the dye would give a warm feeling, which was nice as that place was cold, and I was trying not to shiver. Not sure if that would mess up the CT scan. It makes you feel as if you've peed. LOL.
There's different side effects. The staff guy (who assisted the tech) told me that if I developed hives, rash or difficulty breathing, they would shut down the CT scan. But the only reaction I had was vertigo, which my maternal Grandma used to have. Though she also got big welts from CT scan dye.
The CT technician says to me afterwards, "Wow, those are some big fibroids." Oh, joy.
She also told me that I needed to drink plenty of fluids the next few days to flush the CT scan dye out of my system.
I'm now wondering if that was what was behind a really bad vertigo attack I had last night, as yesterday I only drank about 16oz.
Anyhow, that was my experience, in case anyone had never had a CT scan, you now have some idea of what to expect. Except for me they were attempting to scan the pelvic area, so someone getting a different area scanned might not get the peeing sensation.
I asked the tech if anyone had ever peed the table, and she said only once in 20 years. It was a 90-something year old man, who wasn't very aware of his surroundings.
Saturday, September 5, 2015
I should realize that Dad doesn't listen to me....
I don't know if it's part of his hearing issue or he's just not paying attention. Maybe it's the Lipitor?
This happened Tuesday, but only got the chance to write it up today.
Tuesday I was brushing my teeth when the faucet made a loud whine and knocking noise. I quickly turned off the cold handle. The hot was not on. I was done brushing and needed to rinse my mouth. So I turned the cold back on. Loud, ear-splitting whine and knocking noise start again.
Then the handle for the hot water shoots off the sink, and hot water is spraying everywhere.
My mouth was filled with toothpaste and I'm not sure when I ended up swallowing the toothpaste.
I go to the kitchen to communicate to my dad that the faucet needs to be shut off.
Dad "What?"
Me "Where's the water shut off in the bathroom?"
Conservation goes around and around for a bit, with me asking about shutting off the water in the bathroom, and dad not understanding what I'm asking.
So dad decides to go to the bathroom to check things out for himself. He sets one foot in the bathroom and falls and slides on his back. At the time I was worried he hurt himself, but now I'm laughing at it.
Dad finally got the water shut off, with me holding a cup over the hot water handle-less spot.
Dad ended up having to run out and get a new faucet.
Then my uncle reminds both me and my dad that I had mentioned that the hot water handle was hard to turn.
See, I like to use my elbows to turn on the hot water, so the handles don't get dirty. I'd stopped using the hot water, as I couldn't turn it on with an elbow anymore. I kinda' got after dad for not paying attention to me. He says, "Well, I would have had to replace the faucet anyway." I pointed out he could have replaced it much sooner, and there wouldn't have been a mess all over the bathroom floor.
Hope all that water didn't damage anything.
On the plus side, I can now turn the hot water on with my elbows again.
This happened Tuesday, but only got the chance to write it up today.
Tuesday I was brushing my teeth when the faucet made a loud whine and knocking noise. I quickly turned off the cold handle. The hot was not on. I was done brushing and needed to rinse my mouth. So I turned the cold back on. Loud, ear-splitting whine and knocking noise start again.
Then the handle for the hot water shoots off the sink, and hot water is spraying everywhere.
My mouth was filled with toothpaste and I'm not sure when I ended up swallowing the toothpaste.
I go to the kitchen to communicate to my dad that the faucet needs to be shut off.
Dad "What?"
Me "Where's the water shut off in the bathroom?"
Conservation goes around and around for a bit, with me asking about shutting off the water in the bathroom, and dad not understanding what I'm asking.
So dad decides to go to the bathroom to check things out for himself. He sets one foot in the bathroom and falls and slides on his back. At the time I was worried he hurt himself, but now I'm laughing at it.
Dad finally got the water shut off, with me holding a cup over the hot water handle-less spot.
Dad ended up having to run out and get a new faucet.
Then my uncle reminds both me and my dad that I had mentioned that the hot water handle was hard to turn.
See, I like to use my elbows to turn on the hot water, so the handles don't get dirty. I'd stopped using the hot water, as I couldn't turn it on with an elbow anymore. I kinda' got after dad for not paying attention to me. He says, "Well, I would have had to replace the faucet anyway." I pointed out he could have replaced it much sooner, and there wouldn't have been a mess all over the bathroom floor.
Hope all that water didn't damage anything.
On the plus side, I can now turn the hot water on with my elbows again.
PS if anyone needs a dentist in Dallas, TX
I can pass you a referral card for Dr. Richard Garcia at Contemporary Family Dentistry. Just send me a private message.
Just curious regarding dental work
Okay, I'm curious if I set up a GoFundMe regarding my dental work, if anyone would be willing to contribute?
Sunday, August 30, 2015
Trying to sell some items via Craig's List
I suppose the paintings I could easily ship, but I have no idea how to ship the pottery.
Black Caddo-inspired style pot
http://dallas.craigslist.org/dal/art/5198203189.html
Some watercolors….
http://dallas.craigslist.org/dal/art/5198173349.html
Very large pot….
http://dallas.craigslist.org/dal/art/5159070416.html
Black Caddo-inspired style pot
http://dallas.craigslist.org/dal/art/5198203189.html
Some watercolors….
http://dallas.craigslist.org/dal/art/5198173349.html
Very large pot….
http://dallas.craigslist.org/dal/art/5159070416.html
Friday, August 28, 2015
Subject? Don't need no stinking subject!
Near the card section, there is an endcap with Star Wars school supplies. Dad and son walk past.
Dad stops and says to son, "Do you want a Star Wars binder?"
Son; "Naw."
Dad; "Are you sure? Last chance."
Son; "Yeah. I'm sure."
(pause)
Dad; "Should I get myself a Star Wars binder?"
Son; "Totally."
And I didn't even pipe up that Target has in-binder folders and separators, so he could buy it and start keeping household records in it. See, it would be a perfectly legitimate purchase.
I made a kid cry. See, someone who is a foster parent (via the Lesbian Duplex) mentioned that you have to turn things around to a kid's POV. The example she used was urging a kid to hold mom's hand crossing the street so mom won't get lost.
I've been using a version of this at Kohl's. When I see a kid start to wander off, I tell them that parents get lost when you wander too far. They usually turn around and go back.
This one tyke had gone a bit farther than usual, but I remember the parent she came in with. (Mom was white, but the kids were mixed-race. That's why I remembered. :P )
Anyway, when I told her "You shouldn't wander away from mom. Moms get lost when you wander too far. Did you know that?" She had to stop and think over what I said.
I swear you could see the wheels in her brain turning. Then she figured it out and started the sad eyes and turned down lip, "Mama!" Sniffle. "MAMA!"
So I pointed out mama to her and she ran back and cried at mama a bit. Really didn't mean to make her cry. LOL.
Another time, I told this to a pretty young tot. She was maybe two. While I tell her this, I'm looking around to see if I see any frantic adults. But after a few minutes of me talking to her, her older brother(?) comes out of the lingerie section and freezes on seeing me. I ask, "Is she with you?" He nods, grabs sister by one hand, and hurries off with a backward look to make sure I haven't turned into Baba Yaga and started chasing them.
So good to see I can still scare the crap outta' kids.
Dad stops and says to son, "Do you want a Star Wars binder?"
Son; "Naw."
Dad; "Are you sure? Last chance."
Son; "Yeah. I'm sure."
(pause)
Dad; "Should I get myself a Star Wars binder?"
Son; "Totally."
And I didn't even pipe up that Target has in-binder folders and separators, so he could buy it and start keeping household records in it. See, it would be a perfectly legitimate purchase.
I made a kid cry. See, someone who is a foster parent (via the Lesbian Duplex) mentioned that you have to turn things around to a kid's POV. The example she used was urging a kid to hold mom's hand crossing the street so mom won't get lost.
I've been using a version of this at Kohl's. When I see a kid start to wander off, I tell them that parents get lost when you wander too far. They usually turn around and go back.
This one tyke had gone a bit farther than usual, but I remember the parent she came in with. (Mom was white, but the kids were mixed-race. That's why I remembered. :P )
Anyway, when I told her "You shouldn't wander away from mom. Moms get lost when you wander too far. Did you know that?" She had to stop and think over what I said.
I swear you could see the wheels in her brain turning. Then she figured it out and started the sad eyes and turned down lip, "Mama!" Sniffle. "MAMA!"
So I pointed out mama to her and she ran back and cried at mama a bit. Really didn't mean to make her cry. LOL.
Another time, I told this to a pretty young tot. She was maybe two. While I tell her this, I'm looking around to see if I see any frantic adults. But after a few minutes of me talking to her, her older brother(?) comes out of the lingerie section and freezes on seeing me. I ask, "Is she with you?" He nods, grabs sister by one hand, and hurries off with a backward look to make sure I haven't turned into Baba Yaga and started chasing them.
So good to see I can still scare the crap outta' kids.
Wednesday, August 5, 2015
I need caps!
According to the dentist, I have been grinding my teeth. I had no idea until I saw the pictures of my teeth. He says it's stress related. (Raising parents is hard.) It will be about $2000 to get three caps on three teeth that I've fractured. Sigh. I really don't have that much money.
Need to post pictures of my art stuff on Craig's List, I guess.
Anyway....
Need to post pictures of my art stuff on Craig's List, I guess.
Anyway....
Sunday, March 1, 2015
So some a--holes ruined some middle school kids' day....
So I was listening to Beyond Bows and Arrows on KNON. (89.3) I didn't catch the name of the guest, but he's one of the chaperones for American Horse School (which is a middle school) on the Pine Ridge Reservation. As a reward for academic performance, the kids get to go on field trips.
One of field trips was a trip to see a hockey game in Rapid City.
Some men in a corporate box started throwing beer and racial slurs at these middle school kids. The kids got upset, of course. But according to the guest on BB&A, some of these kids had nightmares, and are now afraid to leave the rez. Which is just not right, grown men intimidating small kids. Some of these kids are young enough that they still believe in Santa Claus and the tooth fairy.
Links!
From NPR
http://www.npr.org/blogs/codeswitch/2015/02/09/383835807/authorities-probe-alleged-hate-crime-against-native-american-kids
http://competenetwork.com/native-american-children-abused-at-sporting-event/
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=TclhpbG43gI#sthash.1gFCFOeU.dpuf
If you wish to send the kids letters and/or cards of support and encouragement, you can send them to
American Horse School
P.O. Box 660
Allen S.D. 57714
.
Only one person was found and he was charged with a misdemeanor. So now there is also a 'push' to have the investigation reopened as a hate crime, which would have stiffer penalties. I don't have any links where one would write for that.
The only thing I could think to tell these kids would be about how these men have a body part so small they compensate by insulting others. But I figure that's not the sort of thing you tell to an 9 year old or whatever.
One of field trips was a trip to see a hockey game in Rapid City.
Some men in a corporate box started throwing beer and racial slurs at these middle school kids. The kids got upset, of course. But according to the guest on BB&A, some of these kids had nightmares, and are now afraid to leave the rez. Which is just not right, grown men intimidating small kids. Some of these kids are young enough that they still believe in Santa Claus and the tooth fairy.
Links!
From NPR
http://www.npr.org/blogs/codeswitch/2015/02/09/383835807/authorities-probe-alleged-hate-crime-against-native-american-kids
http://competenetwork.com/native-american-children-abused-at-sporting-event/
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=TclhpbG43gI#sthash.1gFCFOeU.dpuf
If you wish to send the kids letters and/or cards of support and encouragement, you can send them to
American Horse School
P.O. Box 660
Allen S.D. 57714
.
Only one person was found and he was charged with a misdemeanor. So now there is also a 'push' to have the investigation reopened as a hate crime, which would have stiffer penalties. I don't have any links where one would write for that.
The only thing I could think to tell these kids would be about how these men have a body part so small they compensate by insulting others. But I figure that's not the sort of thing you tell to an 9 year old or whatever.
Wednesday, October 29, 2014
Went to the doc Monday
So, update on the asthma front.
Last Tuesday, (10/21) when my ProAir went completely nutso on me (or was it my body going completely nutso on the ProAir?) I wrote down the times I used Mom's blood pressure cuff, along with the blood pressure and heart rate readings.
So the doc listened to my lungs (way more than last time) and they (the nurse) took my oxygen saturation reading twice. (I should have asked what it was.) But I have a new temporary inhaler, Advair, and two prescriptions, one for a new rescue inhaler and the other for 5 day pack of steroids. Again! I'm tired of steroids.
(Okay, so I do breathe better when I'm on them, but they make me hungry all the time. Last time I managed to avoid gaining any weight by buying those steamer bags of frozen green beans and snacked on those all day. I actually lost weight!)
And I had just gotten my ProAir and Qvar refilled on Friday (10/17). Now I have one unused Qvar and one slightly used ProAir. Wondering if he'll put me back on Qvar after I'm done with the Advair? I've read the insert on the Advair. It's meant to be temporary, long term use can lead to worsening of asthma. Eek.
And so now I'm like broke... until Friday. Sigh...
And my blood pressure readings from 10/21 just in case anyone's interested....
Took ProAir at 1:30 pm
1:40 pm BP 170/124 pulse 58
2:35 pm BP 128/90 pulse 83
3:10 pm BP 137/75 pulse 65
Last Tuesday, (10/21) when my ProAir went completely nutso on me (or was it my body going completely nutso on the ProAir?) I wrote down the times I used Mom's blood pressure cuff, along with the blood pressure and heart rate readings.
So the doc listened to my lungs (way more than last time) and they (the nurse) took my oxygen saturation reading twice. (I should have asked what it was.) But I have a new temporary inhaler, Advair, and two prescriptions, one for a new rescue inhaler and the other for 5 day pack of steroids. Again! I'm tired of steroids.
(Okay, so I do breathe better when I'm on them, but they make me hungry all the time. Last time I managed to avoid gaining any weight by buying those steamer bags of frozen green beans and snacked on those all day. I actually lost weight!)
And I had just gotten my ProAir and Qvar refilled on Friday (10/17). Now I have one unused Qvar and one slightly used ProAir. Wondering if he'll put me back on Qvar after I'm done with the Advair? I've read the insert on the Advair. It's meant to be temporary, long term use can lead to worsening of asthma. Eek.
And so now I'm like broke... until Friday. Sigh...
And my blood pressure readings from 10/21 just in case anyone's interested....
Took ProAir at 1:30 pm
1:40 pm BP 170/124 pulse 58
2:35 pm BP 128/90 pulse 83
3:10 pm BP 137/75 pulse 65
Two teapots that I made....
Now thinking of selling the turquoise teapot... but I'm not sure what I would charge for it. Any suggestions?
I wouldn't mind also selling the tree teapot. But there's one little problem with it. The lid won't come off. I used an iron oxide and I thought I had not gotten any on where the pot and lid meet. But obviously there was some meltage. Maybe next time I'll fire the lid and the pot separately. (Yes, I'm making another.) If I sold this one, it would be a cut rate price, simply because it's become a decorative doorstop now.
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