orchid+clay
i started making pottery because my orchid kept falling out of its plastic pot.
three years later i have a shelf full of the stuff. i work slow, sculpt little bees onto everything, and crack about twenty percent of what i make. the survivors end up here.
(rita — replace these paragraphs with your own when you're ready. tell them about denver, about being a nicu nurse, about how you got into clay, about what you care about. as long or short as you want.)
