Perhaps you recall this pot I posted about a while ago. It has separated in the upper section. I planned on stringing some wire or fabric woven between the holes. At the time I wasn't quite sure what I would weave, but here is a drawing of an idea that came to mind this morning.
Perhaps some knotted hemp with a few beads or stones interspersed. The dark circles would be knots and the open circles beads, a few less beads I think in the upper part. Sometimes I think my Native American ancestors are speaking through me with my work in clay. I may still fire this; sometimes I don't know what we will happen with a piece till I try it. Experience seems to be the best teacher for me with clay.
I had a new little bird pecking at the studio window yesterday. Do you know what kind he is? He had the most beautiful chirps as he was attacking his reflection in the window.
Here he is sitting still in the tree for a closer inspection. After a while I open the window and chase any birds who repeatedly charge the window away so they don't get too overheated; I worry about them. You can see here his beak is open sitting in the tree and he is looking very tired. This was just after noon time and the hottest part of the day. Do birds pant like dogs? I think they must. This post is part of Artists in Blogland show and tell Saturday. Thanks for reading and for all your comments.