Wasn't that what the official anti-hubris clerk kept whispering into the Great Emperor Darius' ear? Or was that Xerxes? ("Remember the Greeks"? "Give the Hellespont 300 lashes"?)***
More appropriately, The Humble Potter's Handiwork. Or, Look Ma, Hands of Clay!
Ugly pot.
I let this one dry too much before trying to trim it, and then I failed to secure it properly to the wheel so that it went flying off during that belated attempt at trimming, though I did catch it on the bounce. You can see stoneware clay improperly mixed with this Navajo wheel /stoneware hybrid at the rim, a failed stamp on the side, and that odd, flawed bottom.
I did manage to put a decent foot (that you can't see). The glazing will be a crucial step.
Just a run of the mill off-piece, truth to tell. I like to try to save such pieces too.
***A reliable source nudges me towards the Romans and the triumph as the source of the memento mori.
(I thank EHS and trust the correction -- of course, of course -- but I also continue to resist checking, despite how easy that would be in this day and this age. There's a perverse pleasure in quoting or citing from memory.)