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Wednesday, May 30, 2012

big bowls

Here are some fruit bowls...lovely deep colors.  I think I'll post them on my Etsy shop.

Large fruit bowl white with blue & raspberry glazed stoneware

Large fruit bowl white inside with blue & raspberry glazed stoneware, 12" diameter

Medium-large fruit bowl white with blue & raspberry glazed stoneware, 11" diameter

I love the deep blue/purples that happen with raspberry glaze over the floating blue glaze.  I can forgive the swooping lips that aren't perfect, because they look so lovely and really will be great for holding fruit.  I think I'll sell each of them for $35.  Of course shipping outside Asheville will add to the price.

New clay instructor at BMCA

My friend Cathy Babula just joined the staff at Black Mountain Center for the Arts...as a clay instructor.

Cathy Babula has lived in Black Mountain for over 30 years. Her love of pottery began in
high school where she focused primarily on hand built work. Bypassing her secret dream of
becoming a potter, she pursued a degree in horticulture from SUNY instead. Eventually she
left both pottery and horticulture behind, securing a career as a corporate trainer. In 2008
Ms. Babula felt the creative urge again, and took pottery classes at the BMCA Clay Studio
concentrating on wheel throwing. Spending time with gifted instructors and the welcoming
community at the Center rekindled her dream of being a professional potter. She enrolled in
the Professional Crafts - Clay program at Haywood Community College in 2010, graduating
with an Associate’s Degree in May of 2012. Since plants and nature motifs are prevalent in
her decorating, Babula has come full circle by merging her original interests of pottery and
horticulture, and her creative talents with her love of teaching.

Look at Cathy's more extensive bio on the BMCA blogsite, Summer News here

New classes start next week at the BMCA clay studio...sign up if you want a cool way to "chill out and be creative" this summer!  We are a great community!  Come by and see what's happening!  See the schedule for open studio times when the public is welcome to come and visit.

BMCA Clay Studio is located in a separate building behind and down the hill from the main Black Mountain Center for the Arts on State Street...very convenient to a shady parking lot and a hilly garden.

Tuesday, May 29, 2012

Really really old works

Going to go search in "my pictures" for something to plop into my blog.
You need some pottery to look at, I'm a thinkin'...

This piece, the only bust I've ever done, was completed in my first year of return to college.  My son was about this age at the time.  Unfortunately, there's this big crack in the clay on the forehead, which was obvious.  But I kept it around for a while, since the emotional attachment was pretty high.  Now it's gracing some landfill somewhere.  I am sorry I didn't take a hammer to it, always wondering about the permanence of my work that is less than the intended almost-perfection.  Like how archeologists will think of our culture with so many bad pots out there!

Fast forward till when I was about to graduate in ceramics, and I had developed a cone 6 clay body, and was enjoying making stains in it.  So this is one of the few vases I kept, since I was still really enjoying doing sculptures.  Guess which is more likely to be kept and moved from house to house however, down through time?

OK, this sculpture has been around longer than any of my kids.  And I actually am still good friends with the girl (woman now) with her back to me.  This earthenware was made around 7th grade (I won't tell you the year I was in 7th grade!).  It has tempera paint and a clear varnish on it.  I left this piece with my parents when I left home, and they used it for....

a doorstop

 for the next 30 years or so.  I finally rescued it.  By that time I'd sent many pieces that I thought were much prettier to them.  When I visited however, I was unhappily surprised that there weren't any in evidence, except the doorstop.

Though this plate was made (and dated) in 1981, I eat off of it almsot daily.  It's porcelain, and the blue blobs were pieces of lace infused with cobalt,  and I have no idea what the glaze was.  It's one of a kind, and feels really good to handle.

Do you have favorite pieces that you live with also?

Monday, May 28, 2012

Edward_Hopper House_At_Dusk

My inner poet was inspired by Hopper, as stimulated by
The Mag Number 119. (link to the right somewhere in my list)
 Thanks for the opportunity to foray into another medium!

House at Dusk

The sounds within shared space of
close humanity
which we ignore
sitting next to each other
across a hot neighborhood.

In the long-houses
by the cook fires
as night approaches
everyone knows

what each other says
to the other
either in anger
or love
or laughter.

Domestic closeness
windows open
from the heat
replicate what our ancestors

pretended not to know
through infinite space
of Japanese paper walls

Or sheets hung for privacy
between beds,
the noises still
came through clearly.

Civilized we have pretense
that even the bodily
are respected.

Clangs of dishes being washed
water flushes,
or grunts
no true quiet shared.

Whispers and murmurs
cries of babies
sweaty movings.

Wafting smells of differences
while sounds weave together
and for a moment

a breeze
a sigh
a sweetness
all shared.

Happy Birthday dear son, Marty

St. Petersburg 2010

Tampa 2011

1979 Houston trip

I hope you enjoy your holiday birthday this year...and every year!

Sunday, May 27, 2012

where have all the blogs gone?

Design changes are part of my fun, on my blog.  I used to move the furniture every month or so...my nesting instinct apparently.  Now I change the blog design.

. ..last night I lost all the blogs I follow.  The entire list was gone in an instant.   WHAH!  That was definitely unfair.   Then I found part of it.  So half of the blogs I enjoy daily, blip blap bloop!  Who knows why some of them are gone, and some of them are there.  About half disappeared.

I'm still looking all over the place for the links.  I'm so sad that I'm missing some of the friendly posts that I liked to browse through every day or so.

Towel Day, May 25, in honor of Douglas Adams

If you're among the folks who are no longer on my blog list over on the right, can you comment so I can find your url again?  Thanks.  I'm really missing a few that were really great.  Any other potters?


If you haven't seen this delightful video, do enjoy!  (It was even shown on national news last night)  After you get teary-eyed watching this, or giggle with it...I'm on my third time today,

Thanks for letting me know that you're reading this...I enjoy hearing from you all!

Saturday, May 26, 2012

Artist of the Week Jerry Pope

Jerry Pope is a friend, and an extraordinary artist.

Copyrighted Jerry Pope

Pope was one of the writers and directors of the popular “Way Back When” series of plays that ran at the Black Mountain Center for the Arts for five years. During that time, he and his wife, Rebecca Williams, did extensive oral history interviews throughout the Valley.

 Building on those interviews, he later co-wrote and illustrated “A Step Back in Time: A Walking Tour of Black Mountain” with the talented graphic designer, Nancy Mason.

 Pope has also created “The Early Appalachian Coloring Book,” an historically accurate glimpse of our region from 20 million BC to just before the Civil War. This book will be published this Fall.

“People are drawn to the beauty of the mountains, but also have a need to know how this town got to be the way it is,” Pope said. “But more than history, people love stories. Stories are the meat on the bones of history.”


Jerry Pope, local historian, writer and artist, will be leading walking tours through Black Mountain’s historical district every Saturday this summer from the Monte Vista Hotel. The tours will start at 7 PM and last about an hour. Advanced tickets will be sold at the Monte Vista and at Town Hardware.

The “Step Back in Time” History Walking Tour will be offered every Saturday between Memorial Day and Labor Day at 7 pm. The cost is twelve dollars per person, with group rates and private tours available. You can pick up tickets at the Monte Vista or Town Hardware. For more information call Jerry Pope at Hare Brand Ideas, 918 960-0290.

The walking tour will include both historical facts and some of the more interesting and funny stories Pope and Williams gathered for “Way Back When.” 

There is a lot more about Jerry that I'm not able to cover in this little posting.  Check out his new FaceBook page, or his older works...and just wait till his next creativitiy comes along!

Jerry Pope's Face Book Page

Friday, May 25, 2012

don't forget

to laugh at yourself!

What?  You don't think you're funny?  Well I sure am!

Had lovely Chinese comfort food last night.  Cathy and I talked about shows and pottery.  She's in the Haywood Community College craft exhibit at the Folk Art Center in the gallery all summer.  She has already had some sales, as well as several other students.

I'm so thrilled that she's doing so well.

We considered applying to several shows that are coming up.  No decisions made last night.

Do you carry your wares anywhere to sell them?  What kind of decisions do you make as to which shows you want to enter?

Wednesday, May 23, 2012

weather notes

I'd be so happy to have a day of sunshine.

Not a huge amount of them, but just one.

Weather has always just done what it wanted to do, hasn't it?  Thinking of sun and rain dances.

A little sculpture is actually Gaia, but has worn some candles in her wreath for a Santa Lucia festival a few years ago. 

The back side of Gaia, and you can see the new marigolds were happy last week when the sun was shining, in with their friends the tomatoes.

With daily rains, the marigolds have almost all died, soggy messes with very few leaves left from slugs.  I hope I can save something.

The basil has almost all been eaten by something.

Well, I still can make pots.  I brought home a big planter today, which had several cracks in it.  It slipped out of my hand as I was putting it down, and of course now has part of it broken off completely.  I can glue it together, and then try getting some potting soil, and hopefully plant an assortment in it.  Whenever the sun is out for more than a couple of hours a day.

Do I sound like I'm whining?  Remind me when there's a drought around here that I was saying this today.

Oh, the old woody station wagon?  Mom drove it to pick up and drop off kids to school when we moved to St. Louis in 1950. ..this was the October snow.  She had never driven in snow, and during one of the storms that year, the stationwagon skidded off the road into a ditch.  That was the end of our being "school bus".

Tuesday, May 22, 2012

Who did I learn from anyway?

I don't have a picture of Charles, the man who first taught me how to throw clay, and I glazed most of his works for about a year as we were part of a crafts co-op in Tallahassee.  We certainly had fun, and I lived on my savings, because I certainly didn't live on my production!

Then I returned to college and studied at the University of Florida and got a BFA to prove I could throw clay.  I really enjoyed myself, though there were some personal challenges that happened about that time in my life.

Nan Smith, U of FL

Maria Martinez, New Mexico

Adelaid Alsop Robineau with Scarab Vase

Nan Smith 2011 with students U of FL

MC (Mary Caroline) Richards, Black Mountain College
If I hadn't read "Centering, In Pottery, Poetry and the Person" by MC RIchards, I wouldn't have been so drawn to expressing myself in clay since the 70's.

Goddess (replica) Ankara Museum, Turkey

The Dinner Party by Judy Chicago, Susan B. Anthony plate

Judy Chicago

Chestnut, by Fidelma Massey

Garden by Nan Smith, 2010

So there were lots of women (as well as men) who worked in clay that I  learned from...or at least looked up to as mentors.  Who taught you?

Cats want out in the morning

OK, here it is, here I am...

You know how this operates...

Come on do it, do it....

Ah, we're both out like a bat out of hell...(whatever a bat would do there, who knows)

This collection of house guardian goddesses on the porch were not even noticed as we flew by

Ah, next door neighbor's drive is much better than our own...

Yep, checking a pile of brush is just what I needed to do first.

Wait, the dogwood hasn't been attended to yet...

And here it is, and here I am...oh yes, I think I'll climb up and try to be invisible for bird watching.

Even scaredy cat came around to look at things!  Look how that tail flies behind her when she zooms around.

So the dilemma every time I let the cats out, is the question  "will they be safe?"  In the second to the last picture you can see down the hill to the corner of Hwy 9 or Montreat Rd. which has lots of traffic.  It has a speed limit of 35, which means 40 to most people.  And I'm at the beginning of a straight stretch, so sometimes people go a bit fast right there.  I do hope my little colorful girls stay a long way away from that road.

The answer I received to my question of their safety was..."look how happy they are."  My fear, anxiety and even sadness that I anticipate if anything were to happen to one of these little darlings...is not equal to the joy that they are having right now.  So after weighing those emotions, I gladly let them out to play.  And I keep finding things to do in the yard to see them!

When I leave home though, I would prefer them to both be tucked snugly inside. Sometimes I'm lucky that way.