I have an odd relationship with “Le petit prince.” I enjoy the character of the prince himself, and the narration style, and all the weird little worlds. I like the Pooh-esque simplicity of the prince’s worldview. The illustrations are great, especially considering the illustrator’s art training was cut short in childhood, due to misunderstandings re: elephants and boas and hats.
But I’ve always felt that flower was a manipulative bitch. Reading about her interactions with the prince always made me uncomfortable. Some of it’s borderline abusive. It bothered me that he traveled all that way, just to die and go back to her.
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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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