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Anthony Sonnenberg

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14 days ago

Photo by Anthony Sonnenberg on October 21, 2026. May be an image of octopus, bust, sculpture and text.

Photo by Anthony Sonnenberg on October 21, 2026. May be an image of text.

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Posted On: October 21st 2026, 05:52 pm

The joy of finally finding a glaze combo that makes my sculpture look like it’s made of salami 😋

Comments (6)

renlee33

10 days ago

renlee33

❤️❤️❤️

cindyhkcheng

13 days ago

cindyhkcheng

Oh yes. Delish 😍

cecilyarichardson

14 days ago

cecilyarichardson

ooooweeey goooooey love it

rosebriccetti

14 days ago

rosebriccetti

You can have a little, as a treat

jeffrymitchell

14 days ago

jeffrymitchell

Oh my goodness 😮😍

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