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the sleepy potter
My first ceramics teacher, Mr. Schelhorn, would spit in our clay. When putting our pieces in the kiln he'd say, "let's hope the kiln gods are merciful!" I spent my summers learning from him often.
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My first ceramics teacher, Mr. Schelhorn, would spit in our clay. When putting our pieces in the kiln he'd say, "let's hope the kiln gods are merciful!" I spent my summers learning from him often.