Monday, April 30

Into the Fire


No it's not Dokken, an obscure reference to my youth. Great metal band, well maybe some of my friends wouldn't technically consider them "Metal" anyway ...

So earlier this week I picked up some glaze tests, and they turned out well ... well enough I used the Deep Firebrick on the berry bowl and saucer. Since mi hermano asked for blue, I used Ellen's Blue as a liner for the mugs. You'll also notice the green, fairly appropriate don't you think since it's copper carbonate which adds a cool effect, a faint green tinge which mixes well with the red iron oxide.

The picture up top and left is a picture of glaze tests I ran the week before, would have posted those before except I needed to take better pictures. I think you'll agree they turned out pretty well. From left to right, top to bottom they are;

  1. Plum Chun
  2. Albany Slip Brown
  3. Deep Sienna Speckle
  4. Deep Firebrick

To the right, are pots awaiting there trip into the fire.

-Peace
Wednesday, April 25

Kiln Gifting for Amber

Stopped by the studio today to pick up some test tiles and was pleasantly suprised. Amber my niece, more affectinately known as "Mouse" had said to suprise her with some pottery for her birthday. I said sure, what color -- so totally not thinking. Of course, red was her answer a hard color to obtain in firing the kiln not as much as in history still .. hard enough.

Anyway -- not only did the test tiles come out so did the plate. it's about 10.5 to 11 inches around and done pretty much the way I do everything. Red iron oxide, and soda ash for the external glaze and then a liner glaze. I used Firebrick, by Amaco as a liner.

So wadda ya think?
Saturday, April 21

Catch-up

So, we were out for Easter, "Ostara" to many of my friends, personally I'm a solstice, saimhain kinda guy but whatever ... the week after I was unable to attend, family business. At anyrate - I must have appeased the Potting Gods somehow, when I unwrapped the items I had thrown three saturdays ago, they were still wet - in fact I had to put one item under the fan for a good twenty. Wowser- dunno what to say except "Thank you". Maybe they decided to take pity on me since I am playing good parent and taking my son driving on the highway ... dunno, I do know I have a few new gray hairs.

Jane says - (yes, but not quite like the song) Take a couple of minutes and throw a pot like this ... [[Jane shows me a pot to throw]] we're going to do something special today. Hmmm, I am intrigued. So like a good little student off I go and throw the pot requested and get it under the fan. So far so good, next ... trim the berry bowl plate. check. Onto the berry bowl, use a green scrubbie and clean up any clay boogers hanging out in the holes, also double check handles and verify a good attachment and no incidental cracks. Run the scrubbie over a couple of mugs ... which, ahem ... my good friend still hasn't figured out are coming. lol ... what can I say ...

Pull two handles and get them to drying so I can attach them later, and class starts. What are we doing? Why Duck-butt pots ... WHAT??? I hear you exclaim is a duck butt pot? For starters it probably has a more fancy name but that what I call it because it looks like donald ducks butt. You'll see it next week I was so busy today I forgot to take pictures. I also assembled two mugs.

Finally I put in four glaze tests (Chun Plum, Deep Sienna Speckle, Deep Firebrick and Albany Slip Brown) also glazed Amber's plate, have to redo the bowl - it didn't turn out as intended.

Yeah so - full day
Wednesday, April 11

Hither & Yon I go ...


As I prepare to set forth - off into the wilds of the great "yonder" I leave you with a picture of the much treasured amphorea with flowers. Which I must say, the flowers have lasted waaay longer contained within the pot than in a normal glass vase. I can say this with some amount of veracity, as there were enough flowers to fill two vases.

At the moment I am thinking about what to do with  the shell from a coconut I bought from Food Lion a couple of weeks ago ... oh trust me I know exactly what I want to do with it, I just haven't decided how - yet but I will. I personally own probably somewhere in the neighborhood of four maybe five complete sets of coco-ribs. Yeah, I know I'm a tool junkie - thing is they're all different. As different as the coconut itself.

I have a couple of idea's.

At anyrate I will miss Saturday at the studio but sometimes we must do things, necessary things to get to where we want to be.

I leave you with a favorite old norse word of mine "Vaka", it means "Be Aware" and is entirely appropriate for every living thing.


What the hell is a Yon anyway?

-Peace
Thursday, April 5

Bark like a B&t&h ... bloody blog

Don't F&*( with da Hooie or da Hooie will F^&* with you ... yeah, great song and terribly terrifyingly true. Which I found out to my everlasting regret a night or so ago and since then I have been in recovery mode.

I've been reading (Yes, I read ... alot) about blogging, how to make a killer blog, what people want to see etc ... and messing with web technology is what I do for a *day job at the moment. Meh, anyhow I got this bright idea driven by several articles and books to create seperate archival pages for certain things. Wonderful idea in theory, even fairly easy to do - until it wasn't. Mmmm, hmmm - Murphy the rotten two-faced bastard struck with lightning speed and left me holding my shorts sans archive.

Right. So yeah - there I was ... holding the virtual doo-dads in my hands and crying like, well like a little girl.

I tried reversion, recursion, and reversion recursion - moving the template style which by the bloody damned way does show the archive but as soon as I uploaded my scheme pffft like smoke over the water. I tried exporting the entire site, taking it back to the default widgets ... and every other damned thing I could think of .... nothing.


Finally I had an epiphany, and compared another blog's xml code to mine - yep two little lines of code missing. Add in those lines, hold breath and walla budda bing budda bang. We're back in business so the moral of this here tale is

... Do Not, I repeat - Do Not F%^& with da Hooie cause it will surely F^&% with you, and it's meaner than you are.

--nuff said