Wednesday, March 28, 2012

I'm a little teapot




Keeping busy making teapots.  Little teapots, short and stout like me. These hold only one cup. The bowl of the teapot is the head.  I have a strainer to fit in and I'll make a teacup to go with it.  The teapot below... the water goes into the bottom....with the lid....I am still working out the details on this one with the calla lily as a spout. The third one is in the developmental stage (you know, in my head.)



“When tea becomes ritual, it takes its place at the heart of our ability to see greatness in small things. Where is beauty to be found? In great things that, like everything else, are doomed to die, or in small things that aspire to nothing, yet know how to set a jewel of infinity in a single moment?” 
                                                                     Muriel Barbery from The Elegance of the Hedgehog

Thursday, March 15, 2012

Clay Pondering with Rain


We finally got some rain and rain and rain.  Last week the sun was keeping me from doing anything productive.  I just wanted to sit on the edge of the deck and ponder in the sun.  Now I just want to look at and listen to the rain.  Still I have to move forward and try to get some clay work done.




It is quite true what Philosophy says: that Life must be understood backwards. 

But that makes one forget the other saying: that it must be lived forwards. 

         The more one ponders this, the more it comes to mean that life in the temporal existence never becomes quite intelligible, precisely because at no moment can I find complete quiet to take the

backward-looking 

position.”

                             ~from the journals of SØren Kierkegaard

beginning of Bird Blind
each leaf is unique like snowflakes
stocking texture done with porcelain slip and mesh


The above head was lopped off this piece.  Too wistful. Pondering.  So this head came off to wait for a different body that has a matching sense of drama.  I intended this piece to have more whimsy.  I put on the first layer of slips and fired Bird Blind.  Here it is fresh from its first firing.  It still needs more glazing and layers (I consider this an adding another chapter to its story.)  I need to mix up some small batches of glazes to continue........and.........



 Yet, I procrastinate.  It is raining still and I so love to look at the rain!

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