Wake-up call
Feb. 9th, 2026 05:32 am
Woke up at quarter to five this morning--old guy bladder is a thing--and of course couldn't get back to sleep. Brain was in overdrive, all the thoughts going in circles, no way I was going to get back to sleep. I've long since learned not to try, the best answer is to get up and do something productive, at least get one thing done off of the list of worries.This is me, being productive.
I fired my first kiln of 2026 on Saturday, about five days later than planned. Jon was glazing in the main kiln room for a small gas kiln firing, which limited the amount of space I had to stage for my pots, and I had so many pots. 120 mugs alone, forty small bowls, thirty three stew mugs. Dinner plates, dessert plates, pie plates, bakers and casseroles and big serving bowls. Cookie jars, pitchers, teapots, all the things I'd sold out of at Christmas, plus a long page of special orders. Since I needed the extra glazing time, and we don't have enough shelves to fire both kilns at once, we decided to let him go first with a four-shelf firing in the big kiln, I'd go in afterwards.
I finished glazing all the things Thursday just after lunch, Jon didn't get unloaded til midday Friday, so we started loading about three hours later than usual. Finished a little after six, so we treated ourselves to supper at the Asian buffet, came back to button up the kiln and start it firing at about quarter to eight. I usually wait until 8:30, but didn't want to make the extra trip down from River Road, and frankly, was tired.
So I had cone 08 down top and bottom when I arrived at 5:15 the next morning, started body reduction immediately. The thermocouple was acting wonky, looked like the lead wires might be stripped and crossing near the plug, so I pulled it out hot and replaced with the one from the small kiln. Replaced the cord once cool, subbed back in, still wasn't working, meanwhile the leads had pulled out of the other one. I was fiddling with them most of the morning when I could have been cleaning the back room or mixing my glazes, so wasted a good bit of the day. I did finally manage all the tasks, and threw 25 lbs. of Empty Bowls as well, but didn't get any of my computer work done. (Hi there!)
But the kiln was surprisingly well-behaved, firing evenly top and bottom from about cone 4 on, and when cone 10 dropped on the top, it was only millimeters from being down on the bottom. Finished off at 5:30 pm, with time to go home, stash the greens I'd bought at Farmers Market, and fry up some bratwurst for supper.
Sunday was catching up on housekeeping--do the laundry, vacuum the floors, trim the bowls. I was finishing off a glass of beet juice from one of Chere's mugs when the handle abruptly gave way, dropping the nearly full cup on the kitchen floor. Red everywhere, looked like a crime scene, splashed on my pants leg and foot, so of course I tracked it through the house. Add mopping the kitchen to the list.
So I didn't get the ducting on the kiln vent installed, my web updated, or photos uploaded here. So I guess the 5 am wake-up is a gift after all.
We planned to unload the glaze kiln Wednesday night, so we could both attend our book arts meeting Thursday afternoon. Which meant I was down at the studio at 7 am to start the kiln cooling. Cracked the damper, opened up the burner ports, pulled the ceramic fiber strips off the door jambs (as best I could reach. Tea had every folding table and flat surface in the kiln room covered with stacks of bowls for his next firing). Took a pic from my phone camera through the top peep. That's the edge of a pie plate, glaze is mature and well-reduced. Promising... except I think this is one of the ones I glazed after I mixed up the new batch.


Last week's glaze fire came out beautifully, the second in a row with even heat at top and bottom, as well as very little oxidation. The thing both had in common was a full layer of four inch shelves, loaded with bowls, across the bottom of the car (I usually split the bottom layer, have higher items at the door, lower in back). Think I'll have to continue this practice, at least for another firing; I have twenty Empty Bowls that didn't fit into this kiln.









What a beautiful firing!
How successful was Clayfolk? I don't have the numbers yet, only know that I did over $2300 in sales on Friday alone. Checks should have gone in the mail Wednesday, so I hope to have my final info tomorrow.
Fortunately, I had a substantial amount of glazed ware sitting on the shelf, leftover from my last firing, almost enough to do a four-stack firing in the big gas kiln (I normally do six shelves, stacked). I also had a kiln load of bisque ware, and some prepared, dry, cone packs, so I only needed to glaze about ten pots on Monday, and then went ahead and loaded up the kiln. Fired it on Tuesday, and filled the time while it cooked making more pottery for my next firing, still scheduled for two weeks out, casseroles and batter bowls, mostly, a few pie dishes. I also brought the van down, so pulled out all the boxes of pottery and did a physical inventory, so I'd know what I needed to restock. Finished the firing about 3 pm, with roughly the same gas usage as the last four-stack I did, back in July. I won't have everything I'd like for the weekend, but I'll be a lot better prepared than I would have been otherwise.
When I finished loading my last glaze firing, I had so many pots left over, and still felt a little under-stocked for my upcoming show. Jon, another Club Mud potter, suggested I do another firing with a four-shelf footprint; he does it all the time when he hasn't got enough for a full load. I did some calculation, and decided I had enough work to make it go, so the day after our coast trip, I was back in the studio loading the kiln.











Had an unusually successful firing this last time, mostly, I think, because I stopped trying to fiddle with it to improve the atmosphere, or the fuel efficiency, or whatever. Finished promptly a little after 6 pm, top still a little hotter than the bottom, but not excessively so, and when I opened it up Wednesday evening, there were a couple of light zones, but no terribly over-reduced ones. And though two pasta bowls developed cracked rims, I still had three octopus and three crabs to fill my gallery order. Hustled them out Wednesday night and took them home to pack and ship Thursday morning, to arrive at Olympia before the Monday deadline.
...although more than half of the kilnload--not shown here--was commissions and wholesale orders. This is just the bit I get to take home for Market.










