I love to visit art galleries, to take in the creations of numerous people who’ve dedicated their lives to perfecting the imges within themselves and bringing them to the surface for all to see. Each gallery I enter contains artwork I’d love to take home with me, but there is a reason why the term “starving artist” is so universal; the art is truly worth a months wages, but who is able to convince the expense of monthly necessities to vanish for another 30 days? Yet, it is difficult for me to leave a gallery without something in my hand, and that “something” is usually an affordable piece of pottery, with coffee mugs being my favorite. I have always loved the rustic spirit of wood and stone…these two mugs are children of stone. I have included the parents in the photograph, all recently purchased in Eureka Springs, Arkansas.