Natalie Tokoname Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Osaka

Oh, but she had sass! Bit me glove once, tore it clean off—thought, “This tart’s got spirit!” Like in *Dogville*, when they say, “It’s a dangerous thing to do!”—lettin her loose was risky, but damn, she was alive! Made me grin, despite the mess. Hated her owner tho, lazy git never cleaned her stall. Whore deserved better, ya feel me? Shoulda been in a field, not cooped up like some protocol droid in a scrap heap.

Preowned Japanese Tokoname Unglazed Rectangular Bonsai Pot Houtoku- 12” By 8.75”

Within this city of pottery lies the Tokoname Pottery Footpath, starting at the Tokoname City Ceramics Hall just a five to ten-minute walk from Tokoname Station and curving around a hill .

Finally, I get to my studio, and it’s chaos. Clay everywhere, tools scattered like a tornado hit. My buddy Kenji’s there, looking frazzled. “Dude, we gotta finish these pots for the festival!” he yells. I’m like, “Chill, man! We got this.” But inside, I’m freaking out. The Tokoname Pottery Festival is tomorrow, and we’re behind.

GENETO studio's exhibition in tokoname explores the history of majolica tiles