Lines In the Earth

My sketch book is filled with drawings of pieces I want to make. I've been itching to make these particular pots which I sketched in my journal. I sketched them from a feeling I got from lines in the earth as we traveled across the country.


The drawings in my journal are more true to what I envisioned than the two pots I've made. For perspective the little pot is toothpick size. I intended to make the pots a much larger and low rectangular shape rather than the taller shape. Normally, my pots are closer to my drawings, but not this time, so I plan to explore this form and slip decoration some more.

I can't tell you how many times I took photos of these pots before I captured them in focus, trying to keep cat hair off the background and the pot. Living in an RV with three cats is taking it's toll on us. It's probably not easy on our three cats either. They used to go outside during the day and wander around freely.


I'm having withdrawal from clay since the number and size of pieces I can make are limited. I feel an urge to be making so much more in clay. I also have several very large pieces in mind I want to make, several geometric and building inspired pieces. There just isn't enough room and it's frustrating dealing with the cramped space.


We've been staying in an RV park and paid for a month to save money a couple of weeks ago. We had planned to travel around much more but towing the trailer is fraught with complications finding an RV space long enough to park it. Also RV parks are more expensive paid by the day. Then there has been the colder weather in most places which prevented us from traveling farther north right now towing a trailer.

Gary has been looking at homes in this area and we may end up here rather than farther north like we thought. Old bones and arthritis are much better in warm moist climates, so luckily we've been feeling much better health wise here than other locations. Might not be singing the same tune in the summer though. Beds in RVs aren't that comfortable; whenever Gary sees a nice big bed, he feels like lying down on it and stretching out. Once we are settled we can drive up the Eastern seaboard in the late Spring to visit more potters and eventually end up in New Hampshire where we plan to visit relatives. Comments and suggestions are welcome.