Tag: pain


warm pots, warm lives


It is good to stand by as things are being transformed by fire.   It is a mystical process. Everything is changing and yet only the fires move, undulate like snakes, like waves, like whirling leaves in a gentle wind.  The clay and the glaze are all changing.  Small pockets of...

clay


  LaFond, oxidation purple , 2012, quartz As a potter, I know how fragile clay is when it has yet to be fired in a kiln.  It may indeed be the most beautiful vase, with sweeping handles like the legs of a ballerina and a neck like that of a...

the fires of suffering and transformation


As a potter, I know how fragile clay is when it has yet to be fired in a kiln.  It may indeed be the most beautiful vase, with sweeping handles like the legs of a ballerina and a neck like that of a swan.  It may sit on a foot,...

Rye, reality and relationships


Making spice bowls, like this one which holds brown sugar, is fast work.  A ball of clay the size of a golf ball and in about 4 seconds it is a small bowl.  The redish brown of the brown sugar sets nicely against the blues of the glaze. This little...