Ain Bouchrik, 21 June 2024

I am pretty sure that there is a metaphor to be found there. We took our mud pots, piled dung on them, and set the dung on fire. And from the pile emerged … dragons! Or some pots.

There was a lot of great and well decorated stuff that came out of the fire, I'm really fond of Chrissy mug (right, above) and some of the stuff the other folks made. Mine are okay.

Today we carefully pack up the pots and travel back to Fez (rest, dinner), and then tomorrow we do a weaving workshop.

Onward!