My plate from 2017 on the left. Peter Voulkos’ from 1956 on the right. Go figure.
The Voulkos show is at the Renwick through August.
Archives for the month of: May, 2017
This plate suggests the Land of 10,000 Lakes, the first state I entered at the moment of birth. It’s about nine inches across.
* Fifty more, if you count the District of Columbia, where I now live, and which still has no congressional representation. Let’s think about that.
Seventy-five dollars.
Just two covered jars drying in a sunny studio space at District Clay Center.
but where I see “whiskey sipper,” you may see:
ramekin, tea-bag holder, seed-starter, creamer, egg cup, salt cellar, olive pit pit, tooth fairy beaker, earring catcher, aspirin dispenser, espresso cup, guitar pick holder, change collector, key receptacle, totem…
Twelve to eighteen dollars. Some are wood-fire products, and that’s special.
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Set of three cups that stack in a satisfying way. Pinnell’s red glaze on the inside, shino glaze outside.
All three for fifty dollars.
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or two, or maybe three. Instead of a vase, you need this little plant holder. There may be a better name; I don’t know it. I know the little spiky think is called a florist’s ‘frog.’
I have a few of them for around 20 dollars each.
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It’s clay, not wood, but looks like bark. Faux, like “fake.” If this administration has its way, a lot of the real trees will be history. The flower is real.
I was in a store once many years ago where the poor sap was selling plastic picture frames that he called “fox wood.” Thought that was a kind of tree.
Fifteen dollars each for the vases.
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These two matching (more or less…) pourers look like milk and will handle milk or other liquids just fine. I really worked on shaping the spout on the pot. Usually I have attached one.
Fourteen and twenty dollars respectively.
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This a big, heavy bowl taking up all the space on the table right now. It made me think of the ‘healthcare’ initiative dreamed up by the Republicans. That’s right — it’s still empty.
In a matte white glaze and others brushed on. It’s twelve inches across. Seventy-five dollars.
Watershed Clayworks 