I’ve been making mugs to start my push toward the sales in June. I need plenty more mugs than I have on hand, they always seem to sell fairly well, but I also love making them. Truly! I put as much attention to detail in a mug as I do for any other pot. About a year or so ago I discovered a new way of doing my handles that has sparked a renewed interest, and then last week I decided, “What the hell!”, I would play around with the rims on a series of shapes I was set to make that day. And wouldn’t you know it, the new twist became another spark that makes me happy to step in the studio every day!
But the genesis was probably two years ago when a customer at one of my sales looked at some thick rimmed mugs and proclaimed “Those rims are far too wide and would be impossible to use without dribbling on yourself!” I was shocked and offended. But then I looked at who was speaking, and I saw the pinched lips, the perpetual frown of disapproval, the clenched jaw of someone who doesn’t know very well how to find the pleasure of things, the closed mind of a person who thinks they know it all already, and the stingy purse strings of a person who thinks only of themselves. This was someone who typified the ‘ungenerous’ in every aspect of their being (as far as I could see). No wonder they could not understand the mugs I was offering. No wonder they doubted that their own thinned and bloodless lips would fit the luscious curves of the lips I was presenting. No wonder they assumed that if it didn’t work for them it couldn’t possibly work for anyone else.
So I’m back to playing around with the idea that the lips of mugs can be something distinctive, something present in their own right rather than simply the termination of the top of the pot. Here is what I have been working on. Hope you enjoy:
Make beauty real!