I'm not overly precious about many things but then there are just some things that I am so precious about... and my platters being one of them.
I almost cried on the spot. I am still not sure why it felt a little ouchie - but either way - I felt a little like that plate.
Maybe it's because I know the effort it takes, the patience, the time and of course the cost. Each piece I do feels a little sacred and like all the art I do, it carries a small part of me with it.
Anyway, an accident is an accident and I have to let it go.
Now I just had to hope my new platter survived the kiln.
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