Several Dissent readers have requested photos of my mom's pottery.
I've shown some of her work before, but not for a long time.
I happened to be at my folks' place today and I had my camera but I only had my macro lens. Well, I worked with what I had.
Above and below, we see two sides of one of mom's pots. (I call her "mom," but the rest of the world seems to call her either "Sierra" or "Edith.")
Mom used to be a painter.
Me, I go for simple and elegant designs, like this one.
It's hard to tell, but this thing is big.
I think I messed up my back puttin' it on the kitchen table. Sheesh.
This is one of my dad's efforts in clay (he paints too).
That's all I'll say about it.
But I do like it.
Another one of my mom's (i.e., Sierra's) efforts. Very delicate.
This is one of my dad's. Did I mention that people call him "Manny"?
His real name is "Gunther Manfred"
Another simple, elegant design. This is the smallest of a set of three. You know, my back.
Something I found in a corner of their home.
Well, there you go. You can't walk around there without tripping over one of these dang things.
Earlier, I mislabeled this photo at left. Nope, it isn't a picture of mom when she got off the boat; rather, it is a picture of mom just before she boarded the boat (ultimately to Canada). So the picture was taken in Germany.
The next photo was taken of my dad maybe a year or two earlier in Germany.