Friday, October 21, 2011
Into the fire...
I took the rest of my mid-fire buff pieces to work with me this morning, and on my lunch break I drove over to Nixa and dropped them off at L&R, for bisque firing. They should be done early next week. As always, I'm looking forward to seeing the results. I've got some jugs in that load that I am pretty excited about. The plan is to have the Vulcan kiln wired and ready to fire by the time I have another load of pots ready to go. Those will all be earthenware. I could see that happening sometime this winter with any luck. Right now, however, I do not have a single piece of earthenware pottery made. Guess I better get busy. Be the clay...... ;)
Wednesday, October 19, 2011
Creative momentum
Time. Artistic pursuits require unfettered time to blossom, and grow. Right now, my time for such things comes in fragments. An hour here, a couple of hours there. That's just the way it is. I'm not complaining, but it can be very frustrating sometimes. Many artists speak in glowing terms about creative momentum; about those times when there is no time... just you and your craft, with little or no awareness that hours are passing. When I read articles about artists, they will occasionally make a casual comment about being so caught up in the creative process, that they forget to eat. Funny. I don't have that problem.
I got home from work yesterday, and after goofing around with Gabriel for a few minutes and getting some other things done around the house, I went down to the basement to get started on a piece of pottery that I've had rattling around in my head for the past couple of days. We had band rehearsal last night, but I thought I could at least get started on my idea before I had to leave. Unfortunately, my mind just wasn't in the game, and the slab of clay that I had neatly rolled out for my new piece of pottery, quickly turned into a mashed up pile on my work bench (with a very nice impression of my fist in the middle). Things didn't go so well. So much for the creative process. There's always tomorrow. An hour here... a couple of hours there. Peace.
I got home from work yesterday, and after goofing around with Gabriel for a few minutes and getting some other things done around the house, I went down to the basement to get started on a piece of pottery that I've had rattling around in my head for the past couple of days. We had band rehearsal last night, but I thought I could at least get started on my idea before I had to leave. Unfortunately, my mind just wasn't in the game, and the slab of clay that I had neatly rolled out for my new piece of pottery, quickly turned into a mashed up pile on my work bench (with a very nice impression of my fist in the middle). Things didn't go so well. So much for the creative process. There's always tomorrow. An hour here... a couple of hours there. Peace.
When things finally get rolling...
I need to remember this. Some day when I'm an artist I can make a copy of it, and hang it in my studio. That would be cool. Some day... ;)
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