I've been to a few dyeing workshops, one of which involved actually getting my hands into the dye pot. The warmth felt weird. The smell...you could get used to it, maybe, though you wouldn't want to. In the story "In Her Head, in Her Eyes," the protagonist Hase is thrown into one of these pots, and I feel really sorry for her, though she...doesn't...quite...
Anyway. I made this! With bonus sea pottery (as in sea glass but not glass.)


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Published on June 13, 2023 17:56