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They squashed my statue at the Hyde Park Art Center.
The one I wrote about in the post 'arthappiness,' below.
The one I only left because they said it was so good that they would make an exception for me and fire it in the kiln.
The one I left my address card next to, just in case they changed their mind.
The kiln keeper did not seem like a terribly friendly sort of guy.
Oh well. At least I still have the photos.
There will be more clay.
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