I painted this pot at dear old Deer Valley in 2002. (You might remember the post about Deer Valley from my grandparent's 50th, if not, you can read all about the magic here.) It has always resided in my bathroom, at every home I've had since then. It holds the odds and ends that every bathroom has: finger nail clippers, zit cream, nail files, hair sheers, etc. Most recently it has become home to the toilet paper because we have a certain someone (ahem, Cecilia) that likes to make toilet paper art.
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