Loading the bisque kiln — a new thing for me — is like loading a dishwasher without shelves. Where the dishes can break if you pick them up wrong.
It’s firing now, up to about 1,200 deg. F., then cooling off tomorrow.
And no, I don’t know what that blue thing is either.
Small baker in a wheat ash glaze. A little bit of mac and cheese can be so satisfying.
(The stamped initials are a sign of authenticity.)
If it were a sheet, the thread count would be about 2 per inch. The glaze is tenmoku with dash of Ben’s blue.
When you’ve finished salad or dessert, you see a one-word message — a wish, a blessing, a plea. I’m working on sets of eight.
Ash glaze bowl, top and bottom.
With a bit of that blingy Pinnell’s red.
Cookies and milk? Rye and cashews?
Small vessel and plate in Pinnell’s Red and gunmetal.
Sometimes when I have a bit of extra clay I model a hand or a foot, never a pair for some reason. My own limbs are the model, so the hands are chubby, the feet are peasant-like with bunions.
I make the palm or full foot first, excavate little hollows for the phalanges, then add the digits, long clay fingers or bulky toes, instead of just squishing them into a form. I add lumps for the ankle and wrist protuberances, and for the knuckles, then smoothe them out. If I were I think about onogeny replicates phylogeny, I guess I would make some fins first, the some chubby little Mickey Mouse hands then evolve them into fine fingers.
This hand was coming along, but before I finished smoothing out the skin to make a lovely ideal hand, I dropped it on the dusty floor of the studio. It wrenched into a mature twisted appendage, wrinkly, knarly.
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