Dr. A was teaching a gradeschool class

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Yesterday we went to open studio and I made a wacky vase and two rather
large mugs, and trimmed the bowl I made on Wednesday. No flubs. I threw the
mugs from one hunk of clay, which is normally called “off the hump” but
mine devolved into a sorta attached disk that I’m pretty surprised I
managed to salvage.

We made it to studio early enough that lunch afterwards wasn’t too terribly
delayed. I did a turn through the garden and picked beans and calendula,
and tied up the bush marrows. P made Thai food (basil beef) and I made rice
berry. I finished another segment of the oval of french knots in Gerty’s
embroidery project, and did some research on clay tools.

Vivid dreams of a malfunctioning computer vision -based door security
system, family day at Olin, a large machine learning model finishing eight
months of training, a bed outdoors under a ginkgo tree, somebody
persistently misgendering a friend, and being flown around some
suspiciously beachy fjords by a stage magician who turned out to be doing
actual magic.