My first pot: We all start somewhere....

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On purpose I saved my very first pot that I made. I did that for a few reasons. It reminds me of my first classes a year ago at a little joint called Firepit Ceramics (thanks Terra and Sarah!). 

It is also reassuring to measure progress by. Oh, I am actually improving. 

I use it to keep garlic heads in, and i smile when I see its sorry little self sitting on the counter. We all have to start somewhere...


 
 

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