These fellas were all sold or bartered over the last couple of months. I'm really hoping they are enjoying their new homes.
This guy was bartered with. A neighbor chopped down my tree and he received this for his troubles:
Unfortunately, I failed to photograph some of the heads. I hate when I do that. I have a whole lost generation of stuff floating around out there because I was too lazy to document my work. A lot of stuff from the late nineties that I sold at the end-of-semester pottery sales at college are totally gone. I probably only documented twenty percent of my work back then, and I was prolific. I practically lived at the ceramic lab. I blame having a digital camera that I didn't know how to use. However, if I ever get around to developing my rolls of film from the late nineties, I should be able to corral a large number of pieces that only exist in my memory right now. I really should get those films developed before that outdated technology doesn't exist anymore, if it doesn't already. Damn it, I hate knowing there's a number of GH out there that I don't have documented. Bums me out, man.
Always Document Your Work,