from this
to this
and into the kiln
kiln stacked and ready to fire
It's been a busy day here in the Darwin. G and I have both painted greenware pots to get enough to fill the whole kiln. Music blaring, heads down, colours flying. G got himself some new brushes, where as I cleaned some old ones in my lovely shampoo and they came up a treat.
G's penguin is hiding among the flowers. Red eyed and shiny coated with lovely Bob Hawk eyebrows. Fingers crossed that he comes out nice. G has burnished him to within an inch of his life. (G's or the penguins life, I'm not sure)
