Sadness! When I was single and moved in my first apartment, the first night I was there the cabinets ripped off the walls and crashed to the floor. The cabinets contained all of my dishes including my Grandmother's heirloom teapot from Scotland, everything was destroyed. I fell on the floor and cried...

Now I buy cast IRON.

And this is a metaphor for my life.

Aw! I have a nice cast iron pot myself. But I can't get over the yi-xing clay.

I WISH I could find yi-xing clay for sale... I want to get my grubby little potter mitts on some!

Yeah... We have a pottery room in my school, but I haven't taken advantage of it. I think I'd be good at it.

Clay is the most organic medium I can think of, which is in stark contrast to the work that I've seen you put up. It shrinks, cracks, it changes colour... all rather spontaneously! It will either be exceptionally freeing for you... or you will pull out all of your dragony little head crystals in frustration!

Meep! What happened? =x

Left tea in it, forgot about it. Got moldy, ruined the teapot. So I broke it to take this photo as a milestone and a symbol of transition from one chapter to another.

I see, once clay teapots have mold in them its pritty much over for making tea with. -hugs- And Thats good, I see you using your cast iron one more anyway.

In spite of the tragedy on display, this photo makes me feel serene.

I love the composition as well.

I don't know if you suffer from the same illness as I do: the need to be recognized. And in truth I'm probably just juxtaposing my maddness on the people I respect in the FA community in a weird attempt to make friends, but I think you do some amazing work and if I were worth a damn I would hire you on as lead design consultant for the Steam-punk themed MMORPG idea I have that will never see the light of day.

I think that you need transitions such as this, I once burned piles of school papers to signify that I'm going to become better for myself.

My dad thought I was burning pot or something. GOSH DAD.

Though I'm glad that You do it too. It feels good, Sometimes things are so strong emotionally that you need a physical canvas for it.