teapot 2
This is my Yiayia’s (grandmother’s) teapot which I have always loved because it looks so old fashioned and exotic. I drew it in brown but the designs are actually in red. It has awesome little cracks all over it which makes me wonder if it would just fall apart with boiling water poured in it. I have only had tea from it one time and I think Yiayia only kept it around for decoration because they always drank coffee. I had such a hard time drawing this because I just couldn’t get the shape and proportions right. In the end though I think I did a pretty good job and I am happy with it. It really was excellent practice in observational skills and I’m glad I finished it instead of scrapping it like I felt like doing. After I finished this, I realized that I have never really looked at it closely until now.
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When the world is all at odds
And the mind is all at sea
Then cease the useless tedium
And brew a cup of tea.
There is magic in its’ fragrance,
There is solace in its’ taste;
And the laden moments vanish
Somehow into space.
And the world becomes a lovely thing!
There’s beauty as you’ll see;
All because you briefly stopped
To brew a cup of tea.