It is a painting that my wife created of the pottery I made years ago. The pottery was created while taking a college class in which I was to recreate works of history. All but one were fired in a bonfire like the historical processes of old.
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Downstairs
My one friend calls it his lower level of the house. I always called it the basement. In my lower level workshop/storage area I took some r...
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My dad has come home from the war. It is 1945 in the summer. My oldest brother Ron is on the right and Rex is on the left. The next two bo... -
Teddy's legs are a little short for this big wheel but he still likes sitting on it. These shots were buried in my files and this one...
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