There was a lot going on in the workshop since I arrived at the 1st of December. I wouldn't have had much to take with me to the fairs, so I had to put in all the time I had, but it was really worth it. Plus, not being able to hold and work clay for three months in London, had really accumulated up some feelings of desire. Whenever I am pulled away for one reason or another from what I love doing I feel like half my heart is missing...
Anyhow, the concept of optimum working hours was slightly stretched, to say the least. But I wouldn't trade those two weeks for anything...
out of the kiln- glaze firing
Stay close for Christmas Fair photos :)