You’d think that with the quarantine/social distancing/mask wearing and sheltering in place I’d be throwing pots and knitting like a maniac, but my orthopedic adventures brought these things to a screeching halt. The backstory is here if you missed it the first time around.
Anyhow, besides just the couple of weeks being bored out of my mind because I couldn’t do much of anything – when you break your dominant arm you’re pretty much out of luck for a while – being housebound hasn’t been too bad. You can bet, though, as soon as I got my cast off I was knitting, even if it was a super slow process. I got my hands back into the clay, finally able to finish what I’d started before I broke my arm and every day is a little bit better than the day before. Here’s three very patient pots that waited for me to heal.
Word on the street is that life is starting to normalize. Mr. iknead said there was toilet paper on the grocery shelves, no hand sanitizer or gloves, but at least it’s a move in the right direction.
From error to error one discovers the entire truth. Sigmund Freud
p.s. Don’t forget to visit my Etsy shop, ClayDreamsPottery. I’m always adding new pots and you don’t want to miss out on the perfect one!