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bobbi
Every day I find myself in the studio with my hands in the clay & my mind racing with new ideas. Time for a glaze firing so I loaded the kiln with pots of all sizes & shapes, programmed in the correct cone setting, pushed the start button & went on with my day. Knowing that in the morning I would open the kiln lid to the magic. A couple of hours into the firing a voice in my head said “better go check the kiln & make sure the temperature is going up”. So I listened, walked to the kiln shed, looked at the temperature & it said FAILED TC2. “Darn It!” I thought. So I called my teacher to see what that meant. He told me to punch another number & with any luck the stalled tempture reading would continue to rise. I did–it did & the glaze firing ended on a positive note. However, I still have to address the problem because I have a whole room of pots drying that will need to be bisque fired & glaze fired. Would it be proper to say “Now I need to sell some pots so I can fix my kiln?” Probably not but I said it anyway. So if you are wanting to spruce up you space, come see what I have in the gallery. Each piece is sure to make you feel better & be happy. Stay tuned for more drama in the world of clay————–
What makes me happy? Playing in the mud. I am featuring some of my new pieces on Etsy. Click on the link and it will take you directly to my Etsy shop.

Hello to my friends I cannot see—remember the clay workshop that I told you about a couple of weeks ago? I am happy to report that the bisque (first) firing was a success. No handles fell off, no major cracks in the bottoms–I was happy. Students were asked to come back to glaze. Ahhh, glazing. What a frustrating endeavor that can be cause,you see, most of the time the color of the glaze in the jar is nothing like the color it turns out to be on an actual piece of pottery. I always explain this to my clay buddies (yes we are buddies by the time to glaze) & having been forewarned, they accept what they get with a big smile. Ok, glazing is done, glaze firing is done–now for the grand finale–the kiln opening. Three young people & their mother all gather around the kiln to see what is under the lid. Excitement, nervousness, & finally lots of smiles of joy to see what they worked so hard on has turned into their very own masterpieces. A kiln opening is like Christmas & the gift is one that you made for yourself. Except I did hear Mom say “oh that is beautiful, it would look very nice setting on the table or bathroom for soap, ect” Then I hear from all of the young people “not happening mom, this goes in my room” Making memories———stay tuned for more to come.
Good afternoon to friends I cannot see—oh my gosh (OMG in today’s language) or maybe that means something else. Anyway, just wanted to share with you what a wonderful, creative day it has been in the magical rock house. I had a choice this morning of cleaning the house or playing in the mud. That wasn’t a difficult decision & off to the mud I went. So many ideas in my head it was hard to keep up with them. I now have 6 delicious pieces in varing stages of completition waiting for my approval as to if they get to advance to the next step of becoming a beautiful pot. I am betting that all do. However, I must confess, some do not. Many have been put “in time out” before the bisque (first) firing–some have made it to the glaze firing only to be stuffed in a closet & deemed unworthy. Some have stayed in the closet weeks, some months before seeing daylight again. Some have made it to the art festivals, others on the “orphan” bench at my holiday open house. Orphans are shared with the guests & the sign above them says “please take me home. I am FREE” They all disappear quickly. So you see, what is perfect to one person may not be perfect to another. Life is like that—never perfect–but we all have a special something to give joy to another. My gift to you–the beauty of mud as seen through my eyes. Stay tuned—more to come———
bobbi