Missing in active

Sometimes I think I work too hard.

I started out the new year kinda easy--a few teapots, some oval platters. Pitchers, tool crocks. Four dozen Great Harvest Bakery mugs, six dozen more mugs for Off Center, soup bowls, plates, pitchers and stew mugs, and in no time, I had this:

Well, I say no time. In fact, it was four weeks throwing, a week glazing, then the loading and the firing and and and...

And I really had no energy at the end of a long day's pottery to sit down and post pictures, nor brain cells to form words. Sorry. Not really sorry.

But the results were definitely worth it. Look at that. Best firing I've seen in ages.

A brief diversion

It was at choir practice at the Newman Center, sometime between Christmas and Epiphany. One of my fellow singers, admiring our nativity set, asked if I'd consider making a statue of Mary; she'd like it for her house.

Now Cheryl (pronounced the French way, accent on second syllable) is from Gabon, Central Africa, so I asked, Could it be an African Madonna? Such a big smile she gave me...

So I rolled out some slabs Saturday night to firm up, plastic-covered them Sunday, and took a day off from the wheel Monday to make a sculpture.





It felt good to be sculpting again, and at this scale--she's not much more than a foot high--I could work light, with thin slabs, and complete the whole piece in only a day.