I set it out on the counter. I took pictures of each piece individually. i loaded the kiln.
I made delicious (I hope) gluten free brownies.
now I am exhausted. it's a good thing I did all of this compulsive organizing on flickr tonight instead of tomorrow when I am at work and bored.
no, seriously-- firing is like giftmas for me. I love it.
Friday, October 31, 2008
on the eve
Wednesday, October 29, 2008
for saturday
Sunday, October 26, 2008
Saturday, October 25, 2008
elbow deep in dirt (and it's wonderful)
somebody (Jenn.) introduced me to bobbin bowls. I made three last night. I am going to make more. the ones I made are itty bitty.
throwing itty bitty is *really* hard for me. throwing big means that when I jerk the piece around, I don't completely destroy it. I want to make tiny delicate giftmas tree globes.
there is a line I haven't quite figured out between things I need to learn how to do and things that just require accommodation. The tripod for my camera (or continuous exposure, because I am way too lazy to use a tripod) is a reasonable accommodation. is throwing off the hump something I just can't do?
John said, "you walk into a room and you feel like you have to explain yourself to everyone." if he had a disability, that would be sympathetic. it would mean that he understands the discomfort and awkwardness. John doesn't have a disability. John is good at calling me out on my shit. what his statement meant was that I don't have to explain myself.
throwing itty bitty is *really* hard for me. throwing big means that when I jerk the piece around, I don't completely destroy it. I want to make tiny delicate giftmas tree globes.
there is a line I haven't quite figured out between things I need to learn how to do and things that just require accommodation. The tripod for my camera (or continuous exposure, because I am way too lazy to use a tripod) is a reasonable accommodation. is throwing off the hump something I just can't do?
John said, "you walk into a room and you feel like you have to explain yourself to everyone." if he had a disability, that would be sympathetic. it would mean that he understands the discomfort and awkwardness. John doesn't have a disability. John is good at calling me out on my shit. what his statement meant was that I don't have to explain myself.
Wednesday, October 22, 2008
the sun rises
I was in my studio by 7am this morning.
as it turns out, I am still terrible at throwing off the hump. I did a *very* nice foot on one of the bowls, though. I'm getting pretty excited about this next bisque.
one of the pieces that I threw the other day cracked as it was drying. it looked like just a little crack in the bottom. I like to float the pieces in the reclaim bin because it is fun to watch them sink, and if the water is still enough, they collect on top of the other clay in such a way that I can still tell what piece it was.
as I expected, the clay around the crack started absorbing water right away. what I didn't realize was that the crack spiraled up the wall of the bowl about one and a half times. this is the really cool part: the bowl spun! as it was dissolving, it turned in circles on top of the water. it was quick, too, and consistent.
science is neat.
I made a decision about my job. when I am relieved with a decision, I know it was the right thing.
as it turns out, I am still terrible at throwing off the hump. I did a *very* nice foot on one of the bowls, though. I'm getting pretty excited about this next bisque.
one of the pieces that I threw the other day cracked as it was drying. it looked like just a little crack in the bottom. I like to float the pieces in the reclaim bin because it is fun to watch them sink, and if the water is still enough, they collect on top of the other clay in such a way that I can still tell what piece it was.
as I expected, the clay around the crack started absorbing water right away. what I didn't realize was that the crack spiraled up the wall of the bowl about one and a half times. this is the really cool part: the bowl spun! as it was dissolving, it turned in circles on top of the water. it was quick, too, and consistent.
science is neat.
I made a decision about my job. when I am relieved with a decision, I know it was the right thing.
Tuesday, October 21, 2008
I'm not paid enough to make it worth my time
ah, this job. at least I can play on the internet.... for several hours at a time..... guh.
I have to study. I want to throw and knit. I really should clean.
I'm eight weeks behind on my penpal letters. I haven't biked in about the same amount of time. my social life is non-existent.
if I stay up past 10, I get sad. there's only so much I can do at 6am.
that's not true. I can throw, knit, clean, study... any of those things. clearly I am just whining. clearly I am just not that motivated at 6am.
(sigh)
I have to study. I want to throw and knit. I really should clean.
I'm eight weeks behind on my penpal letters. I haven't biked in about the same amount of time. my social life is non-existent.
if I stay up past 10, I get sad. there's only so much I can do at 6am.
that's not true. I can throw, knit, clean, study... any of those things. clearly I am just whining. clearly I am just not that motivated at 6am.
(sigh)
Sunday, October 19, 2008
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