Tuesday, April 22, 2014
Highwater Clay doesn't have a dark brown clay I may have to order some from Standard Clay.
Seems as though the hibernators are waking up; on the way to the Helen Arts Center I saw a yearling black bear on the top of the mountain. I immediately thought of Teresa Evangeline's poem Black Bear Wakes. I slowed down in case the bear ran in front of me and he turned to look at me over his shoulder. I wish I had my camera with me. I took some work to the Helen Arts Center for their next art show in May and I also took some greenware to be fired. Thanks for reading and for all your comments.