Its times like these that I could get me some old fashioned religion. I mean ‘old’ as in some version of what the ancients believed in, just hooked up to modern appliances.
Most electrical things are beyond my comprehension. I know its all science and technology, things that can be understood, not some absolute unknowable mystery. But sometimes it seems pretty inscrutable to me. And its times like these that I remember that I’m not so smart after all. There are minds that are perfectly at home in the spiderweb of scientific intricacies, and then there are minds like mine, ones that are at home in the nebulous garden of wonder and amazement……
So, with three weeks left until my Summer pottery sale I had the bright idea to swap out my kiln’s elements. No big deal. I’ve done it several times now. Many years ago I had to learn bits and pieces of kiln repair, the mantra being that everything goes somewhere specific, and that when you replace things you do it in exactly the way it had been before. That I can do. But don’t ask me why. Don’t ask me what it means for this to go here and that to go there, or what those parts actually do. I suppose I have some vague ideas. I know the names of things like fuses, fuse holders, relays, switches, but just because you can recognize a name and perhaps point to a part, it doesn’t necessarily give you a measure of control over your fate. No. Your success instead hinges on the workings of unseen forces, of powers and agendas that are beyond your control. The gods have weighed in, and we are helpless before them…..
Three weeks to go, and one last bisque kiln to run, and then something like 350 pots to potentially fire….. Of course I don’t need all of them. I have enough of most things already on my shelves. But I was genuinely excited about some of my newer pots. And I do have a few forms, like mugs and plates, that are far below the desired inventory levels. And then there is also one special order that needs to get pushed through….
“Oh great and benevolent Hephaestus, grant me the wisdom to solve the puzzle of my faltering kiln. Lend me your skill in connecting everything back correctly. Bestow upon me the might of thine hammer that I may smite the nasty kinks from its wires…”
And then there’s the weather…..