My friend Downey is on town for Christmas. And, novelty of novelties, he has a license now, so has vehicular capabilities. We sallied forth on adventures yesterday, to meet the tree hunters at their traditional trading grounds[1]. I chose a smallish tree, and we carried the fallen beast home, to be ornamented and displayed on all its glory for the yuletide season.
[1] The Churchill Square parking lot.
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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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