Okay, I think I forgot to save this the first time. Argh! Anyway, here are a couple of quick shots of my shelves, full of new stuff. I kinda like some of the new designs.
The day I unload a glaze firing is a good day. It's pottery Christmas. Everything I've been working on for the past month is done, all at once, and I don't really know what it's going to look like.
Pottery is a lengthy process. Throw the pots, trim the pots, alter and embellish the pots. Carry all the pots upstairs and out to the garage, load the kiln, run a bisque fire, unload the kiln, carry everything back down to the basement. Glaze the details, wax the details, pour on the underglaze, paint on the overglaze, document everything because you will forget what you did otherwise. Carry everything out to the garage again. Load the kiln, fire the kiln, check the kiln repeatedly over the ten-hour firing, wait and wait and wait and wait until it's cooled down enough to open the lid. Unload the kiln, carry everything back down to the basement.
That moment when the pots are cool enough to lift out into the light - that is magic. Stressful magic. I get to see all the good and bad glazing decisions; the bowl rims that remember in the fire every warp I unknowingly put into them when they were pliable; Which glazes run, which blend well with each other, how much smaller everything looks once it has been vitrified by a couple thousand degrees of heat.
I have been working since January on pots for the Grand Cities Art Fest and the Art & Wine Walk. My first kiln load came out today - nearly 40 pots. I'm actually pretty slow; I rarely get 20 hours a week in the studio, and those tentacles and so on take for-fricking-ever. Photographing and captioning the pots is a whole other lengthy process, but I'll get them up eventually. Anyway, I will take photos of the shelves tomorrow when there's more light. Right now I'm going to take a lot of meds for my raging head cold (thanks, kids!) and go to bed. Thanks for reading!