Monday, April 23, 2012
Singing in the Now
I woke this morning to the sound of a very melodious bird singing as if in thanks to the good soaking rain we finally had this weekend. Since it's still too dark I couldn't see who issued forth the announcement of the dawn. There is so much song outside my window I was thinking I should mimic the life of a bird. Get up yawning, then singing, stretching my lungs, later stretching my body, then foraging for breakfast. The birds seem to be singing so joyously without thoughts of past or future, only singing in the now.
Hope you aren't getting tired of these carts. They're fun to make and a challenge to see if they'll make it through the making, drying, and firing. Clay is a challenge, a cooperation, and a competition, and that's why I keep working with clay even after the failures and losses.
Clay is a cooperation between the maker and the clay. A bit of give and take to bring the piece of pottery to it's final form. Clay is also a competition between the maker and themselves. I'm in a competition with myself on whether I can succeed in making a form from beginning to end. A competition on whether I can improve upon a form. I often wonder if I could ever be happy with one form. Could I then say I succeeded, that I won the competition with myself. Up to this point there are only a few forms I feel even close to saying that. Perhaps I'll take a personal inventory of those forms and see where that leads me.
I called this cart, which is drying in the cabinet, a big wheeled cart. Looking at it now I can see the wheels could be even bigger, rising all the way up the side of the cart. I have so many ideas for carts in shapes, colors, sizes, styles. Then there are the ideas of what they might carry, what I might add inside the cart. And of course all the other ideas about previous forms and up and coming new forms.
Will I get the clay to cooperate? Will I want to make more of the same? Will the form be successful in my mind's eye? But getting back to the birds, does it matter? I'll just keep making, just keep singing in the now with clay. Thanks for reading and for all your comments.