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Saturday, January 24, 2015

Jars and creamers packed up


It was pretty easy to pack these into a medium size tupperware tub...where they will be non-dust-collectors, and ready to go to some sales venue when it should present itself.

Wednesday, January 21, 2015

Little house in the garden


I made this little house with various designs all around, and have kept it as a personal shrine buried deep in a dark corner where sometimes some candles would illuminate it.  Today I got to see sunlight shining through it's perforations...what a lot of neat things happened with that.  Whow.  I like it a lot better.

Tuesday, January 20, 2015

Slamming the clay

Once, I might have slammed this very clay on a wedging board, again and again, to get it smooth without a single bubble.
And once I threw it into a shape, trimmed it where it needed it, let it dry, then fired it in a bisque.
Then I glazed it, in some manner becoming to the shape.
And then it was fired again.
And I probably carried it somewhere or another in a big box to see if anyone wanted to purchase it.

Now I've looked seriously at it.  My editorial intellectual art critic self declared, thumbs down.
Don't even give this away.  Make sure nobody ever sees it again, especially with my name attached to it.

So I slammed it with the hammer, and toted about 25 pounds of shards out to the curb to be contributed to a landfill somewhere.

Wearing a mask, glasses and leather gloves...let the ceramics fly!  See that little pitcher in the corner, it's gone too now!
So this is recycled clay...going back to earth in its stoney colored form.

Monday, January 19, 2015

Narrowing or widening my horizons

Well, starting within, not the great blue horizon, but my own lifestyle.
I've realized I've been narrowing down and narrowing down, till there's very little room for DOING anything.

It has been a good thing to do at this time of year.
But solstice is behind us and now I'm widening things again.

First I reconnected some video equipment.  Over a year and half ago I stopped cable TV, and kept just the internet service.  But the TV and VCR and DVD player are still machines that can play tapes and DVD's.

I had thought I'd miss TV so much I would be playing them a lot after turning off live TV.  Nope.  I watched videos in bed for a while, on a tiny screen. And for the time since then I've happily watched my favorite shows (maybe a day or a week later) on my computer.  Now I've turned on the bigger screen in the living room.

I also have Netflix which can stream things onto the computer.  I haven't got it connected into the old TV, since it probably doesn't have any USB ports...I'll check when my favorite old movie is finished.

What is it you might ask?




May-widge...
If you haven't guessed it yet...


Sunday, January 18, 2015

At the studio


The ceiling must be 12 feet high, and all concrete walls and floor, though I am not sure what the ceiling is made of.
This used to be the city garage, where either fire engines or police cars were kept or serviced.  The Black Mountain Center for the Arts is in the old City Hall building, which also once housed the library, and the jail (basement).  The Clay Studio is this separate building, which now has a couple of regular glassed doors and 3 windows facing south.
The kiln room was built inside this room, with extra insulation for the heat generated there, as well as ventilation.
Anyway, here's the heat/cooling unit on the wall, at least 9 feet above floor level.  The man who came to figure out what was going wrong with it couldn't get it to "misbehave" as it had been doing...and he didn't have a ladder tall enough to get up to eye level with it.  He did stretch and pull out the filters and clean them, though he said they weren't that dirty.  We replaced the batteries in the remote control, and are waiting to see if it works now.
My scientific question of the day, is the thermostat in the remote control also a thermometer, so it tells the unit when the temperature has been reached?  Or is the thermometer actually in the unit up on the wall?  A couple of times the unit has turned itself off, but when the thermostat was set to higher temperatures, eventually it turned itself on again.
So somehow it is getting the message to keep working till the temperature goes up...I just wonder where the temperature is actually measured.
At home the thermostat has the temperature reading as well...this remote doesn't.
So that's the exciting news from Lake Woebegone...er Black Mountain.  Sometimes I feel a bit lost...


Saturday, January 17, 2015

Packing away dust collectors

Tiny vases sitting in the tub (isn't the pink something else?)...soon to be packed away.

More vases waiting to go into tubs.  The reason?  Literally to reduce the dust in my allergy chasing.  I'm not allergic to the dust, but to dust mites!

Those are smaller than each particle of dust...and apparently the less I have to deal with the happier I'll be.  I'm for that.  So I am slowly packing up carefully dusted pottery.  The allergy doctor even said to leave home for an hour after I dust, wearing a paper mask for the job.  I haven't found my mask yet, but have only dusted and packed 2 tubs so far.

I'm also making space in my life.  Which is a way to allow my creativity to return.  If I'm already cluttered up with stuff, how can I possibly want to make more?  Well, that's my thinking today.

So each tub gets a label saying what's in it...taped on the lid.  Jars with lids, creamers, and vases are all done so far.  Now just about 9 more categories, and I'm afraid I'll run out of the tubs...and will have to revert to boxes.  So the clay comes to my house in boxes (with 2 bags inside each one) and may end up in the same boxes!  A good circle.

Thursday, January 15, 2015

Nature abhors a...

How I remember learning that in science class in 7th grade.
Vacuum.

Well, I've been living in one lately...and felt pretty abhorrent about myself.   It's called the January blues, and I've been sucked into it yet again, yet another year.  Sometimes I can push it off till February.

It may have to do with sunshine, but I think it's also post Winter-Solstice stress syndrome.  PWSSS.  That's why I'm sitting here talking rather than doing.

I'm all "do"-ed out.  But to be fair, I'm keeping myself healthy...only doing a bit at a time.  Today's bit is to show up at the studio.  Don't we all have days like that?

One finger is complaining of some kind of cut, with a knuckle bump under it, so maybe it's swollen so I bump it more than normal, or something else, but it will keep me out of clay up to my elbows.  I'm about to put a protective bandaid on it, and we have these lovely little finger tips of latex, kind of finger prophylactics, so we can still work in clay and keep our boo-boo's clean.

So I plan to wedge every piece of cold clay that's been sitting for a month on my shelf.  And have something hot to drink!

What do you do to fight the winter doldrums?