When my grandpa Averill bought property on Wolf Lake in the Irish Hills of Michigan in the early 40s, he picked the choice lot for himself, and then parceled out smaller lots along the lake edge in a little barony he named “Averill’s Basswood Terrace”. (My grandpa liked to see…
This one fired on its side… the goofy drip is hilarious. More pix below and at http://www.primalmommy.com/woodfirepots.html
o yes. I am a happy potter. It’s maybe four inches tall, and the little ball behind the spout is the knob on top of…
This simple ewer form was unglazed. All the melt here is ash.
More of his mugs on the web page I’m making now ;0) Hang on… I’ll post the link as soon as I am done!