Trying to hawk mugs while the world is burning really does something to your psyche

sometimes I wonder how are mugs are doing in their new homes <3

basking in the SAD lamp light, thinking about how to make my #glazes pop on our new #wildclay body

it's not #pottery related but gee, do I miss the summer sun

does anyone else get super bushed in the winter? I'm well aware of seasonal depression, but I just feel generally whooped every day now (߹𖥦߹)

Can it please be April already?

Already over Color-of-Year being "White" and it's not even 2026 yet