Thursday, September 29, 2016

Being a Mud Buddy

A new rose vase, designed and hand painted in glazes by yours truly.



There we are, every Saturday morning, for 6 months of the year.  We have at least two of us at the Tailgate Market of Black Mountain each week.  It's a great plan, where one of us just had a vacation in Iceland, and another just returned from France.  All the time we kept selling their pottery.

And it's a great place for us to see all the familiar faces, people who want organic and fresh foods every week, as well as gifts of pottery for themselves or family and friends.

There's one bear mug left still!

Each week I have a different selection of pottery to see.

There are some of these pots still available, though some have sold already.

And I'm just one of five of the Mud Buddy potters...so each of us has different wares available.  It's like a mini-pottery fair.

Now that the weather is cooling down, it's going to be a busy season for us.

The Black Mountain Tailgate Market will go until Nov. 19, when we have a big holiday market.

Please come by and see us sometime.

Today's quote:


We can all vow to make the world a better place one day at a time by being our true authentic selves Daily Om
 


Wednesday, September 28, 2016

If it's good for fish, it's good for cats

That's Panther-cat's thinking anyway.

 Late one night, Panther started yowling, and running around.  This is not her regular routine.

 So I went into the living room, where she'd been making all the noise, to look around
 Nothing seemed amiss, though I admit to not turning on the lights.


I had left the canister of fish food open, because I'd dropped the top into the tank, and left it out to dry overnight.  Panther had never gone on top of the tank before...but ah ha!

The next morning there was a half empty canister of fish food on its side on the floor, and nary a flake of fish food in front of it.

Now every morning when I feed the fish, Panther is there wanting some for herself.  I give her a couple of cat treats, and have started closing the various openings on the lid to the aquarium, (after the scene above where I thought she might start drinking the water that flowed right where her highest interest was.)

Tuesday, September 27, 2016

Old Depot

The Old Depot in Black Mountain, which functions as an arts and crafts venue these days.  Since all our train traffic is freight, and none stop in Black Mountain, there wasn't much call for a depot.  Some of these old buildings are saved in other guises.


And I just became a member of the association and have some of my pottery for sale on consignment there.



It's a nice little shop, full to the rafters.


And of course I'm not the only potter there! I see some of my friends' works as well!

Monday, September 26, 2016

Studio for clay

Yes, there's the Clay Studio of BMCA (Black Mountain Center for the Arts) There are classes at all levels, by 3 different teachers, and open studio for at least 2 hours every day of the week.

A lovely mural (it's great looking at night with the spots shining on it)

The downstairs entrance to the Center for the Arts, which has just utility space and one classroom, so go up by elevator or stairs to the working parts of the Center.

There are 2 levels of parking outside the Clay Studio...and at one end is a little pump house.  The Black Mountain Beautification Committee does a great job of landscaping this area.


I wonder what this ornamental vine is climbing that pole...


My lovely favorite Black Eyed Susans just have their black eyes left now.

Some Rosemary for remembrance!

Soon I'll show you some store owners who landscaped their window boxes!

Sunday, September 25, 2016

Where did our young family live in the 60s-70s?


My husband and I arrived in Connecticut, where his parents lived.  I soon realized my mother-in-law was a sweet woman who wanted me to do things "her way." Thus it ever was with MIL's...which I hope I have not passed on to my daughters-in-law.

First we lived in a town house apartment in Hartford, CT - raising a one year old.

Woodland, used to be Dauntless Lane.  We had back corner that's partially hidden by trees, and in 1965 it was too!
Jean St, Thompsonville, CT - The first house we owned.  My second son was born when we lived here.
 The fenced back yard was great for kids to play in, and the woods behind the house are still there since 1967!
Hartford, CT

 I worked in the "boat" building downtown, when I was pregnant with my second son.  In his 30s he also worked there!  (He and I had both moved many times before then!)

Sunset St., Windsor, CT - Our second home was a Cape Cod.  Again, the house has been painted a few times in the 30+ years since we lived there, but looks very much the same.

I worked for about a year in the Art School at the University of Hartford, Connecticut
Chalet Apartments, Temple Terrace, FL  - We moved the family to Florida, after being really sick and tired of winter storms. I liked living in a luxury apartment with a pool, where we would frequently have happy hour.

Chalet Apartments (somewhat like this)

W. Jean St. Tampa, FL - our third home.  A four bedroom home, to which I added a pool.


 But...
soon we divorced and I didn't want to keep up the large house, so the kids and I moved to a mobile home which had a recreation building with a game room and a pool that someone else cleaned.


Fountainhead Mobile Homes, Tampa, FL -   I also bought a camper van, which provided my oldest 2 sons and myself a home away from home for a whole summer. (I was amazed a bank gave me a 5 year loan on it, the amount was one years' worth of my salary at the time.)
This very van but with a fiber glass raised roof...thus...

But wait, there's more!
Where did I move with my sons after our 10,000 mile summer of living in the van, without air conditioning?

Saturday, September 24, 2016

Painted glaze on pots

Yep, I've been painting more flowers and leaves on pottery.

Geraniums to be exact.

Glaze is painted upon bisque-ware.
The colored glazes are covered by a coat of matte clear glaze. This will also be waxed before the whole pot is dipped into a satin white glaze.


The finished pots...I like the watercolor look with the designer liner lines, and the Mayco Stroke N Coat glazes for colors...brighter where there are 3 coats.

The little saucers go with cups which I've shown before, to sit under them, or beside them. Or actually on top to keep your beverage hot some of the time!


These will be available at the Depot arts and crafts store, located in the Old Depot in downtown Black Mountain.  I'm so glad to have them shown there where they may be purchased more hours than when I bought them to the tailgate market.

Friday, September 23, 2016

Cousins called Aunt Alice and Gertie

Another Sepia Saturday meme, which for September is suggested to be "work and play".  As I often do, I spent some research time on family ancestors (who were alive when I was younger...I'm turning into an ancestor!)

On Sept 20 I posted about some of the homes I lived in with my parents HERE. 

I'm going to take a hint from the following picture in front of our home in Houston.  I mentioned our blouses had been hand embroidered by the first woman dentist in El Paso, TX, who I never met, and her sister.


I'm now going to do some ancestry searching and figure out how we were really related to Aunt Alice and Gertie Attaway.

OK,  my maternal grandmother was Mozelle Booth Miller Webb Munhall. (1897-1960)

Her mother was Eugenia Almeda Booth Miller (1873-1936), and her mother was ...
Eugenia Almeda Whitty Booth (1852-1875) She married Richard R. Booth.

Richard's sister was Annie Booth, who married H.F. Attaway.  And with my searching today I found out H. F. stood for Henry Franklin.  So Annie and H. F. had three children, all girls, same generation as my great-grandmother Eugenia A. Booth Miller, or perhaps closer in age to my grandmother, within 10 years)

These girls were
Alice Fredonia Attaway, (1881-1964)
Ethel Booth Attaway (1885-1966)
Gertrude Attaway (1891-1979)

So they were some level of cousins of my grandmother. Did she know them as a young lady? I think she must. How else would she and they do our beautiful clothes? We were the ages their grandchildren might have been.  But Alice and Gertie didn't have children.  Though Ethel did have children, she had married and moved to California, so we had no contact with them.

But was Aunt Alice really the first female dentist in Texas?  Oh yes!



I guess she didn't make much of a splash, like most dentists don't.



She had the same office in downtown El Paso from 1913 till 1948.
It was in the famous Mills Building.  Suite 212.

Mills Building Directory (Alice Attaway, suite 212)
The Anson Mills Building today

The caption says,
"Most Significant Achievement of El Paso's pioneering architectural firm, Trost and Trost, was the 12- story 138,000 square foot Anson Mills Building that dominated the downtown landscape for many years following its construction in 1911-1912.

"At the time of its completion, the Mills building was the largest "monolithic" concrete structure in the world.  Every part -columns, walls,  ceilings, floors -  was made from poured concrete reinforced with steel rods, a more economical approach than importing steel beams from Pennsylvania. The original cost was $1.80 a square foot, and General Anson Mills was pleased that the building would have no need for repairs and no deterioration.  El Paso was a town of 15,000 at that time, with no paved streets when the building was completed."

So Dr. Alice Attaway was one of the original occupants of the famous building.


Inside the entrance to the Mills Building.

I have another distant cousin, of about my generation, who had the same ggg grandfather with a different mother.  She posted in Ancestry back in 2010, a copy of the Booth Family Bible.


Alice and Gertrude Attaway are on the right column

Both Aunts Alice and Gertie were listed in the El Paso business directory in the years 1935, 38, 45 and 48. They lived at the same home address throughout their lives, first with their mother Anna Booth Attaway, with her listed as head of the household, then after she turned 70, Gertrude became the head of the household.  I wrote my thank you notes to this address as they sent us pretty hand embroidered clothing. (probably from when I first could write in 1948 till 1958 or so)
Recent photo of the Attaway home in El Paso

The 1900 census has an intact family with father H.F. as a painter, wife and 3 daughters, living in Hillsboro, Texas (where the two younger daughters were born, and even where the Booth families were headquartered.)  Oldest daughter, Alice was born in Waco.

H. F.  moved with the family to Houston, where he died in 1906.

 In 1910 mother Anna Booth Attaway and the three daughters lived in Houston, where they took in 6  boarders and Anna  called herself a masseur.  Youngest sister Gertrude (19) was still a student, but Ethel said she was an artist, and Alice had no occupation at that census.

Gertrude Attaway may have married after she retired from being a draftsman for the Bureau of Reclamation, and before she died in 1979.  Someone added Ellis to her name on her death certificate. She died of cerebral hemmorrhage and deep thrombosis with gangrene in her left leg, according to that record. Who was this fellow Ellis? He was not the informer for the certificate, who was a man named Philip Jacobs.  I'm guessing the informant was someone in a nursing home or hospital, since Gertie had outlived her other relatives that I know of in El Paso. The later census data isn't available on Ancestry after 1940.

I have enough questions to continue to search for more days and weeks.
How did the Attaway girls come in contact with the Miller girls (4 sisters, daughters of their cousins who lived in San Antonio?
 What is/was the Bureau of Reclamation anyway?

They all had roots back in Hillsboro, TX, but most of the original Booth family died before the 1900s.
A lot of similarities are the women raising daughters...perhaps without a man in the house.
My mother was raised by her single mother, and her grandmother, Eugenia Booth Miller.

I don't even have a record as to how they lived between the census of 1940 and the directory of 1948 until their deaths in 1964 and 79.

It's been an interesting day of finding photos and sources.  But now I've got to go back to my real life.