Hammer in hand I swung hard, a smashing crunchy noise came from the folded tea towel I was aiming at.
So how did I find myself smashing up the pottery I had made a few years earlier? 831 more words
In my journey over the years to make and sell my handmade pieces, I haven’t gone past a casual, non committed hobbyist. My excuse is life got in the way! 344 more words