I may have mentioned before, I take a lot of special orders.
I enjoy them. I enjoy the challenge of painting a new pattern, which sometimes finds its way into my ever-expanding product line. I like the fact that my kiln firing is essentially paid for before I open it, and I rarely have problems with dissatisfied customers.
That said, there are limits. I don't paint dragons, I don't paint unicorns. I don't match colors; if you want a purple that matches your drapes, I'll happily refer you to someone else who's not averse to endless glaze testing. And I charge extra for not painting on pots. (Seriously. Where's the fun of that?)
In this kiln, I have a large set of tiles with birds and animals seen on a Lorane Valley farm (one of which, the barn owl, is already showing up on my other work). I have a pasta bowl with snail and rhododendrons, commemorating visits to a favorite aunt. I have his'n'hers dinner plates with a small airplane (his) and whitewater raft (hers). No, neither of these are likely to join my ever-expanding patterns list.

Nor is this one. But god, it was fun to paint. Jackalopes on a batter bowl, for a long-time patron from Silverton. I kinda want to send a picture to my favorite author, Seanan McGuire, whose Incryptid novels have brought cryptids like the jackalope, sasquatch, wendigo to urban fantasy literature.
I enjoy them. I enjoy the challenge of painting a new pattern, which sometimes finds its way into my ever-expanding product line. I like the fact that my kiln firing is essentially paid for before I open it, and I rarely have problems with dissatisfied customers.
That said, there are limits. I don't paint dragons, I don't paint unicorns. I don't match colors; if you want a purple that matches your drapes, I'll happily refer you to someone else who's not averse to endless glaze testing. And I charge extra for not painting on pots. (Seriously. Where's the fun of that?)
In this kiln, I have a large set of tiles with birds and animals seen on a Lorane Valley farm (one of which, the barn owl, is already showing up on my other work). I have a pasta bowl with snail and rhododendrons, commemorating visits to a favorite aunt. I have his'n'hers dinner plates with a small airplane (his) and whitewater raft (hers). No, neither of these are likely to join my ever-expanding patterns list.

Nor is this one. But god, it was fun to paint. Jackalopes on a batter bowl, for a long-time patron from Silverton. I kinda want to send a picture to my favorite author, Seanan McGuire, whose Incryptid novels have brought cryptids like the jackalope, sasquatch, wendigo to urban fantasy literature.