a peripheral member of the ancient and hermetic order of the shrill
and currently suffering from republikkkan related tourette's.
from the SEXY locale of Milwaukee, now with photo enhancements!
feline exploitation, art, and random stuff.
Saturday, September 18, 2010
Since I’m likely the only one who doesn’t know the signature on it, let’s start with the “I don’t know” biscuit jar. It has some staining, age lines and crazing as you’d expect of soft paste pieces from the late 19th Century, but at least it is signed.