
Long ago — or maybe just a few coffee cups ago — in a quiet corner of town, a tiny clayhouse stood forgotten.
Cracked pots lined the windows. Dust curled on the shelves like sleeping cats.
Until one day, a curious orange cat named Orenji wandered in…
Meet Orenji:
She wasn’t a master potter (yet).
But she had something better:
the courage to try,
and a heart that believed even broken bowls could still hold joy.
The clayhouse became a place of unlikely visitors:
The clayhouse became a place of unlikely visitors:
With every spin of the wheel, Orenji reshaped the world —messily, lovingly, beautifully.
And soon, she wasn’t alone.
The Clayhouse Crew