Monday, May 24, 2010
Cup #35
The handle vine tucks tenderly into the curve of the cup then loops and flattens into a strong vertical plunge giving way only to a comfortable dip from which to grip it firmly..
Tuesday, May 18, 2010
Potter's Wheel
The messy potter's wheel from which a ball of clay is turned into a cup. A water bowl, tools, and sponges and 5 new cups line the shelves (cups #32-36) Above the wheel hangs a drawing of a woman (with a cup!) that has hung above the wheel since 1989 drawn by my son, Amory, at age 9. Next to the drawing hangs postcard of a very old photograph of a woman dancing close to the edge of a rock that juts out high above a canyon.
Cup #33 (two angles)
An energetic handle vine splits and proceeds to dance and curl boldly over the cup surface.
This is a large cup that has been well informed by the cost of exuberance in the previous cup. Working in clay shapes the potter, I know I have been shaped by it. Clay is clay. Clay will not be that which it cannot be. It cannot be forced by one's will. Turning clay into an object requires a relationship of sensitivity, respect, and a centered stance. If not, it can fly off the wheel, collapse, distort, wobble, crack, or explode in the kiln (taking out it's next of kin!)....hmm....sounds so human!
Saturday, May 15, 2010
Cup #32
Wednesday, May 12, 2010
Cup #31
Friday, May 7, 2010
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