Monday, April 28, 2014

Clay Menagerie and a Short Memory




 

The scene is memory and is therefore non-realistic. Memory takes a lot of poetic license. It omits some details; others are exaggerated, according to the emotional value of the articles it touches, for memory is seated predominantly in the heart.
from The Glass Menagerie by Tennessee Williams


 
Clay has a memory.  It doesn't always agree with one's own remembering.  This particular clay body (terra cotta) has a "short" temperament.  It does not like being rolled into coils.  It does not like any attachments.  It slumps.  It does fires to a lovely rusty red.  It has a wide firing range. After working and wrestling with it last year I realized we needed to part ways.  Then I found 2 bags of it---long forgotten---under the studio table.  It had aged a year.  Matured.  There was a lovely moldy spotting.  A good sign.  It wedged nicely.    I decided to give it a second chance.  Out came this sweet face with its clay menagerie. It's nearly done and drying. It will go through some firing. More layering of color.  A fable written in scratches and stains. For now, it waits for the kiln. Patiently searching the horizon line between thought and memory.


Wednesday, April 9, 2014

Ordinary Thoughts

 
Working on some 5" x 7" wall heads with "thinking" caps. They reflect what I am thinking while I am wedging recycled clay. So far it's Google wanting to trademark the word "glasses" and trying to make them fashionable. That's silly, but it did get on the news.  How about glasses that transmit good thoughts and see invisible magic disguised as the ordinary?


 A person who has good thoughts cannot ever be ugly. You can have a wonky nose and a crooked mouth and a double chin and stick-out teeth, but if you have good thoughts it will shine out of your face like sunbeams and you will always look lovely.
― from The Twits by Roald Dahl

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