Just out of the kiln diyas waiting to be lit. This picture was taken in the pottery town.
Some saw pots and pans in the clay, the sculptor saw divinity.
Its a total delight to see a potter giving shape to wet clay.
Saw these terracota wind chimes on a road side,left open to catch the Bangalore breeze. Torn between ethnic and contemporary, these chimes add an earthy tone to the surroundings and are a complete sell-out!