Happy Birthday, Chet, when it arrives. The restaurant was more contemporary than I hoped. No indigenous person going to work all day on that tiny meal, and the required Wampum was serious. I guess I was hoping to eat with my hands out of rough fired clay. A man can dream.
The current project, a fairly traditional OM28, is closed and calling for me to make it a neck. So far, so good!!!
Bonus shot:
