I can’t remember when I posted this picture before.
When I accidentally broke this plate, it was clear that had I set out to intentionally snap the rim off into two identical crescent halves, never in a million years. The physical world is a bitch that screws with you from micro-second to micro-second. Don’t argue with me.
But, since she presented the opportunity — it’s not after all Picasso’s bicycle seat bull head — I’m happy to share credit with her for the creation of this sad face.