It has been snowing all day. I didn’t feel like trudging to Herman’s Coffee Shop so I missed my Wednesday afternoon coffee group. I wasted most of the afternoon struggling with an extremely buggy upgrade to iWatermark Pro. But I digress.
The Shark Pot got its name from my studio mates who thought it resembled a shark. Indeed. Is it the mouth of the pot? Is it the flipper-like attachments? The Shark Pot brings other disturbing images to my mind which I will not share here. Suffice it to say that a visiting neighbor was so taken with its novelty and potential for horror (as a vessel for a Venus Fly Trap or maybe even sinister flora à la Little Shop of Horrors), that I felt compelled to send it home with him before Boris could break it.