Monday, May 31, 2010
Freedom Isn't Free
After the thunderstorm yesterday evening I was wondering why I moved to Florida. The cats were really scared, heck I was too. I was sure any minute a lightening bolt would come straight through the house and strike me where I stood. The cats and I all got in an interior room and waited while lightening struck all around us.
The electricity went out and the pinch pot I was making had to wait. I covered it up with plastic and hoped it wouldn't dry out too much. This morning the birds are chirping as if to say, enjoy the calm before the storm again this afternoon.
I'll have to arrange my clay making and firing schedules to avoid thunderstorm time of late afternoon. Might have to start firing at midnight and finish up in the morning because the afternoons seem to bring the thunderstorms.
These pots are small pinch pots I made from sculpture clay. The glazes seem to like this clay. Folding the edges together allowed for pooling of the glaze in the crevices, I'll have to remember to do that more often. The first pot (front view, then interior) is 2 x 1.5 inches. The second is 1 x 3 inches and the third is 1.5 x 2.75. My photography seems to be regressing instead of progressing. For convenience and storage I've decided on an easy cube to go with my graduated backdrop for photographing my work. So hopefully I'll receive the one I ordered soon and I'll find that graduated backdrop. One of the things I hate about moving, it seems like it takes months to get stuff sorted out where you can find it easily.
After attending a party at the neighbor's Saturday night I woke up to sciatica so I haven't gotten as much done as I wanted. Gary is in California now and will be heading out with the treasure bus in a day or two. When he gets back I hope to have some photos from his trip to show you since he remembered to bring his camera with him. Up next I'll show you some pieces I've been working on experimenting with some new colors of mason stains mixed in slips.
Today I'm appreciating those who serve to keep our country free; freedom isn't free. Choices often come at a cost; I'm thankful for my freedoms. Comments and suggestions are welcome.