Anyone still out there?…. there…. ere…. eh?
I just complained to Scott Cooper that I’m self absorbed enough to worry that the hollow echoes of my voice are making me crazy, but not self absorbed enough to ignore it.
Well, after the infamous 1000 plus word assaults I unleash against my readership’s psyches its no wonder I am met with mostly silence these days…. Serves me right, I suppose…. Maybe its time to switch tactics and throw out a little dubious eye candy. An informal poll of my non-existent audience says that pottery bling is where its at. Or as Bridget Fairbanks calls it, folks are looking at blogs for the “pottery porn” (not the insane ramblings of a stu(pi)dio potter).
Well there isn’t much documentation of the recent life of my hands (maybe I’ve been doing a bit more thinking than potting lately), but I did manage to snap some pics of pots at the place where I do my teaching. The ubiquitous potteryblog greenware will have to suffice.
Behold the wonder of my creation:
A trio of watering can options for my students to look at. As if a ceramic watering can actually made sense! But hey, if Bill van Gilder can crank ’em out, then maybe the students in my “Pouring vessels” class should get acquainted with the possibility as well.
So now that both the profanity of my teaching has been exposed and the dementia of my potting revealed, I’ll just step back into the echo chamber and and resume the life of a stu(pi)dio potter.
Happy potting all!
Make beauty real!