Odin is up at Hobnob for the weekend. That gave us time to work on his special project (and Mother's Day gifts). First time he's had his hands in the clay. He use all his muscle power to roll the slabs and then ALL his self control not to flip his hands when I brushed on the color. We went over how to spell his name in capitals (he's good to go on the lower case version)...and practiced the stamping on scrap.
He was not happy when we finished...he had a good experience. Getting clay on his hands and clothes is a good thing...he didn't get any in his hair...next time.
Jim writes most of the dribble for our Banter. Sometimes it's serious, but often not...then, neither is Jim