Making clay, catching birds.

Well, getting the bird out of my house. He flew in after he hit his head against our window. Poor guy. Of all the airspace in these mountains.

I am almost ready to head into the studio to make things. I have been out for a full year. There is a fear of the white piece of paper for the writer, the empty canvas for the painter. I have some of this. I have a fair few things I want to make but it has been so long since I have put hands to the wheel.

I have about 1120 kgs. of clay in the first pictures. Set on a platform that has support for about 1/2 the weight. I hope it doesn’t come crashing down. I am finishing an additional 480 kilos and will be ready to go.

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