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The Unitarian Universalist tribe has adopted the outstandingly simple and ancient symbol of a flame burning in a chalice. The big Sunday services include an awesome birthday cake-sized vessel, already lit, carried up the center aisle by a certified, card-carrying worship associate, but each task-centered meeting might begin with the lighting of a small chalice too. (The marvelous Hally A. carries a tiny candle holder and matches in her purse for her meeting needs.)

Thus I see the need for small, personal-sized chalices, for sacred moments, whether you are convening a meeting or not, so I have begun a series of small almond-shaped bowls like these here, in various colors. Some have no handles, but the one above has a rough unglazed pedestal foot and loop handles, also unglazed. (That’s my favorite of the tests, so I’ll make more like that.)


I use them by filling the bowl with rice or dried beans, and setting a standard candle atop that — safe, simple, edible.

These photos are not so good; it’s hard to convey a glowing flame in the little pot, and I’m no photographer anyway.


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.)

I’ve been out of town, out of the country, out of creative juices, but now I’m back. [lds]

This is a vessel for tea or spirits, glazed in matte white with unglazed handle and spout.  The input access is a little small (so I wouldn’t stuff a teabag in there), but it pours well.


This is a detail of the top surface.

CIMG2312Photos by me.

for a few stewed cherries

Green matte glaze bowl with lid for chopsticks


As an inaugural post for Watershed Clayworks, I choose a pot, a beautiful pot, that is not my own. I saw a piece like this one on the cover of Clay Times magazine, and fell in love.  The creator is Glenn Dair, of Callanwolde Fine Arts Center in Atlanta. Communication through Facebook reveals him to be a clever fellow with words as well as clay.


I see pots I love, but typically just see them and hold them, and imagine making one. I don’t buy. But I bought this one, one of just a few ever bought.

At my stand at the Petworth Community Market, while the pot was still a picture in my mind and a package in the mail, I chatted with the storyteller and life coach who happened to be stationed at the next booth about my needing this one.  She gave me a justification:  this pot will bring energy to my next pot, so the reverse energy of the trade will work for me.

The proportions are perfect, the three glazes are matte, mottled and shiny, one of each, in muted colors.  I tried to copy it (and will post that attempt later, when that pot finally appears from firing), but not realizing he threw it as one pot and shaped the legs from a larger form, I added three separately thrown cones for feet.