...Probably not
Feb. 1st, 2021 10:10 amRight after the firing is over is the time I catch up on daily life: chores, errands, some recreational cooking. This last week, it also seemed to be the time for oddball requests. To wit:
1. No less than two messages on the answering machine from a guy with a broken heirloom pickle crock he wanted fixed. I've done the occasional repair before, mostly just gluing things back together and sometimes patching and painting over cracks. It's not professional restoration by any means, but I don't charge much for it--time and materials, basically. When I talked to him, he said he'd bring the piece(s) down to Club Mud on firing day so I could see if I could do the job. He never showed, has not called me again. I have his number, but I don't know if I should call him back, as I'd just as soon not deal with this. (Though I'm curious to see a great-grandfather-vintage pickle crock from Nebraska.)
2. A woman who found my website, liked my work, and would like a plant pot 12-15" in diameter. Wants to support local artists and how much would I charge? Told her I didn't usually do planters (I tried, early on, and they never sold), but if I did, I'd need to know shape, depth, what pattern she wanted before I could even give her any kind of estimate. I also suggested she talk to another local potter who specializes in planters (and also sells plants). Which she's going to do. Fifteen inches in diameter could be a ginormous pot, if the height is proportional. Wouldn't be hard to make, but would take a huge amount of kiln space.
3. Got a message on Instagram from a woman who's starting a local artists space, with studios, gallery, and an art supply shop featuring minimally packaged, locally produced supplies. Would I be interested in selling brushes? Well, I do make my own brushes, from bamboo and epoxy and squirrel tail, and I've taught more than one workshop on the subject. The thing is, they're not very consistent. Some work beautifully, some terribly, all are very quirky and difficult to master. I have no problem if the person buying them knows that going in, but to just put them out on the shelf? Doesn't feel right.
1. No less than two messages on the answering machine from a guy with a broken heirloom pickle crock he wanted fixed. I've done the occasional repair before, mostly just gluing things back together and sometimes patching and painting over cracks. It's not professional restoration by any means, but I don't charge much for it--time and materials, basically. When I talked to him, he said he'd bring the piece(s) down to Club Mud on firing day so I could see if I could do the job. He never showed, has not called me again. I have his number, but I don't know if I should call him back, as I'd just as soon not deal with this. (Though I'm curious to see a great-grandfather-vintage pickle crock from Nebraska.)
2. A woman who found my website, liked my work, and would like a plant pot 12-15" in diameter. Wants to support local artists and how much would I charge? Told her I didn't usually do planters (I tried, early on, and they never sold), but if I did, I'd need to know shape, depth, what pattern she wanted before I could even give her any kind of estimate. I also suggested she talk to another local potter who specializes in planters (and also sells plants). Which she's going to do. Fifteen inches in diameter could be a ginormous pot, if the height is proportional. Wouldn't be hard to make, but would take a huge amount of kiln space.
3. Got a message on Instagram from a woman who's starting a local artists space, with studios, gallery, and an art supply shop featuring minimally packaged, locally produced supplies. Would I be interested in selling brushes? Well, I do make my own brushes, from bamboo and epoxy and squirrel tail, and I've taught more than one workshop on the subject. The thing is, they're not very consistent. Some work beautifully, some terribly, all are very quirky and difficult to master. I have no problem if the person buying them knows that going in, but to just put them out on the shelf? Doesn't feel right.