The summer months have been hot, and I have been taking a small break from the pots to do tasks that I could not get caught up on around the house during the busy season. The hard part is knowing … Read the rest
A Wood Kiln & Ricky’s Date
A Wood Kiln:

May went by so fast that I hardly had time to get anything written. Other than that, May went by relatively slowly. I was able to get a few firings in. Those firings were all cups because … Read the rest
April Pots & Loss With Wins
April Pots

Felt great to be back making pots. I had to glaze 60 pots after work on a Friday at the paper factory. Started at 11:30 pm and got done at 2:00 am then started the gas kiln at … Read the rest
October Pots & A Cricket In The Library
October PotsĀ
The leaves hung on quite long this year due to the lack of rain, and the weather was quite warm. I was able to get about fifty bowls thrown and had started the mugs and baking … Read the rest
Raw Fired Pots & Transitions
With the price of inflation going up and the cost of gas skyrocketing, I was forced to make a few changes and try new things to save money rather than raise prices at the pottery. One of those ways was … Read the rest
Creating Art After Work
For many artists, art isnāt their day job. Something else is their day job, like teaching, fast-food, manufacturing, or even being a homemaker and raising children. That means they make art on the side in their time off. It is … Read the rest
No Ship Is Coming In
No ship is coming in, so stop waiting to be rescued off the island.
Put in the work to build and dig out your own canoe to paddle.
No one will make the art for you.Ā Things may not work … Read the rest
Where I Get My Inspiration
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“And one day they taught Hesiod glorious song while he was shepherding his lambs under holy Helicon, and this word first the goddesses said to me ā the Muses of Olympus, daughters of Zeus who holds the aegis: “Shepherds
Being Creative When Society Is An Inferno
The Dark Forest
āMidway upon the journey of our life
I found myself within a forest dark,
For the straightforward pathway had been lost.ā– Canto 1, Inferno by Dante Alighieri
I hit the doldrums, that eerie … Read the rest