

I went up to the Soda Chicks and Chet Pottery Sale this past Saturday. Sarah told me before I left not to bring any pots home.
Oops! I tried. I really did. I ended up buying a bowl and mug made by Bob Briscoe, who was one of the visiting artists for the Sale.
I didn't bring the pots in the house when I got home. I thought I'd gradually work them into the rotation. But Sarah saw the bowl in the studio yesterday and I was busted! (It's not like she wouldn't have noticed a new bowl in house once I brought it in anyhow).
Yes, I have a problem. I am a pottery addict. Oh well, it could be worse right?