This bad boy ...

Giant Schnauzer

... broke this pot ...

Broken Talavera Pot in Pieces

His Point of View:

As I sat in the yard, soaking up the sun, I noticed a strange dog wandering down the street. My instincts immediately kicked in - this dog was in MY territory, and I had to defend it at all costs.

I carefully planned my attack, imagining myself leaping gracefully over the fence and taking down the intruder with ease.

I could practically taste victory.

But as I made my move, disaster struck - my clumsy paws landed right on top of my human's treasured flowerpot, shattering it into a million pieces. My heart sank as I realized what I had done.

How could I have been so foolish?

As I sheepishly made my way back to my human, tail between my legs, I couldn't help but think about the absurdity of the situation. Here I was, a mighty warrior brought to my knees by a simple flowerpot.

But as I looked up at my human's face, I saw something that surprised me - instead of anger, there was only love and understanding. At that moment, I knew that no matter how many flowerpots I broke, my human would always love me for who I was - a loyal and slightly clumsy dog.

So, the next time an intruder comes into my territory, I might not be quite as confident in my attack strategy.

But one thing's for sure - I'll always be ready to defend my human, flowerpots be damned.

Her Point of View:

I was enjoying a peaceful afternoon in my garden, watching my furry friend bask in the sunshine. Suddenly, I noticed another dog walking towards our fence. I knew immediately that my sweet pup would take it upon himself to protect his territory.

As I watched him get into position and prepare to pounce, I couldn't help but chuckle at his determination.

But then, I heard an odd noise - the sound of shattering pottery.

I turned to see my favorite flowerpot, the one I had cared for since it was a mere sapling, lying in pieces on the ground. And there, standing next to the wreckage with a guilty look on his face, was my loyal companion.

As I approached him, I could see the sadness in his eyes.

But all I felt was love and admiration for his loyalty and bravery. After all, how many dogs would be willing to defend their human's property with such passion?

I gave him a pat on the head and assured him that the flowerpot was replaceable, but his loyalty and love were priceless.

And as we sat there together, watching the intruder slink away, I knew that I had the most loyal companion by my side - even if he did have a tendency to break things from time to time.

Points to Consider:

My sister has had this pot for more than 20 years. Heartbroken she picked up the pieces and was going to throw them away when I asked if I could have them.

"What are you going to do with this?" she asked.

"I want to see if I can piece it together", I answered.

She said I could try but that many pieces were now "missing" as they turned to dust or were in thousands of extremely tiny fragments which were swept up and thrown away.

I really wanted to try so I took the parts you see in the box above.

The process began...

It turned out there were many missing pieces and all the years of the pot being out in the sun worked against me as parts were crumbling off.

In this next photo, you can see through the pot in two places and a large chunk where the Talavera no longer existed. You can also see how pieces flaked off just by working two pieces together.

Though I have put together a few Frankenpots in the past - this is the first Talavera Frankenpot I've worked on. The light-colored pink filler you see below is in place of the missing pieces needed in order to form the bowl shape. The filler is both on the inside and the outside of this pot.

Here's a close-up of the filler.

I just finished it last night. It turned out a little shinier than I hoped.

It's difficult to see the fixes, which I am very happy about, you have to look at it for a while to see them.

But you can feel some of the scars as there are always highs and lows as a pot comes together. I think pots may expand a bit when they break as the pressure, they're under as a pot gets fired no longer exists. I'm not sure though, it's only a guess.

Is it perfect? Nope!

But it looks good, it's intact and feels solid.

Here is the now fixed point of contact close-up.

The look of disbelief and happiness on my sister's face as I handed it to her was worth all the work!

What is Talavera?

From Wikipedia:

Talavera pottery (Spanish: Talavera poblana) is a Mexican and Spanish pottery tradition from Talavera de la Reina, in Spain. The Mexican pottery is a type of majolica (faience) or tin-glazed earthenware, with a white base glaze typical of the type.[1] It comes from the town of San Pablo del Monte (in Tlaxcala) and the cities of Puebla, Atlixco, Cholula, and Tecali (all these four latter in the state of Puebla), because of the quality of the natural clay found there and the tradition of production which goes back to the 16th century.[2] Much of this pottery was decorated only in blue, but colors such as yellow, black, green, orange and mauve have also been used.[3] Majolica pottery was brought to Mexico by the Spanish in the first century of the colonial period. Production of this ceramic became highly developed in Puebla because of the availability of fine clays and the demand for tiles from the newly established churches and monasteries in the area. The industry had grown sufficiently that by the mid-17th century, standards and guilds had been established which further improved the quality, leading Puebla into what is called the "golden age" of Talavera pottery (from 1650 to 1750).[2] Formally, the tradition that developed there is called Talavera Poblana to distinguish it from the similarly named Talavera pottery of Spain. It is a mixture of Italian, Spanish and indigenous ceramic techniques.[1]

The tradition has struggled since the Mexican War of Independence in the early 19th century, when the number of workshops were reduced to less than eight in the state of Puebla. Later efforts by artists and collectors revived the craft somewhat in the early 20th century and there are now significant collections of Talavera pottery in Puebla, Mexico City and New York City. Further efforts to preserve and promote the craft have occurred in the late 20th century, with the introduction of new, decorative designs and the passage of the Denominación de Origen de la Talavera law to protect authentic, Talavera pieces made with the original, 16th-century methods.[2][4]

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