
Dozens of potters sit shoulder to shoulder at spinning wheels, aprons streaked with wet clay as they center bowls and mugs. Buckets of slip and stacked plates crowd the mats between them, and one bucket has tipped, spilling brown liquid across the floor. To the left, a line of people cradle finished pots waiting near a brick kiln, its open door glowing with firelight. At the right, shelves sag under rows of green glazed mugs drying before their turn in the kiln, while a worker at a pugmill feeds in raw clay and a cat naps beneath a busy worktable. A wall of ribs, sponges, and wire tools hangs within reach, and someone sweeps a spill near a bookshelf in the corner. Every wheel and shelf here holds clay at its own stage, so the workshop already reads as a set of distinct little jobs.
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