I have a flu. Or a cold. Or something. It’s not actually severe enough to make me stay home from work, but juuuust bad enough that by the end of the day, the last thing I want to be is up to my elbows in cold clay. I just want to be in bed.
It does mean I’m making progress on my sock, mind you. It’s hard not to be making *something*, and socks are much less messy in bed than clay.
It is my very first sock, and I am very happy with it. It’s almost finished, and when it is complete I shall make *another* sock, just for the fun of it.[1] It will be socktacular.
[1] Also, so that I can wear my first sock without looking like a dweeb.
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My name is Maaike Charron, and I'm a potter in St. John's, Newfoundland. I started fiddling around with pottery in summer 2006, when I was told volunteering in the local clay studio would get me free studio time. I mostly taught myself, spending a lot of time poring over books, magazines and websites, and occasionally pestering the more advanced (but very helpful) potters around me with questions. After about two years, I decided I'd gotten good enough to go into business for myself. This blog, started after my first big craft fair, was created to document the process of becoming a wondrously succesful craftsperson. (Or it will document How Not To Do It. We'll see.)
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You amaze and inspire me! I’m such a dud. I need to try harder, that’s all ;-)
Awww, you’re not a dud! What are you talking about? You make archaeology!