they just keep coming...
Sixteen years ago I was in and out of the hospital with my 3rd child. On bedrest and looking to express myself in a way that was creative and comforting I started painting teapots.
Well I have never tiered. I paint them collect them sketch them and teach my young students how to draw,paint and sculpt them.
Tea is a comfort.
My teapots now dance across my paper as i try to in life.
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