I’ve always been a maker of things, and I know I’m not the only one–the kind of person who can’t keep their hands out of anything without a very conscious effort of will. A bit of the surprise is taken out of this proverbial big announcement by the fact that I have a) been […]
Here’s a quick look at the main body of work I made this year. I’d been developing a glaze combination I really liked for a while, and I decided to make a lot of simple pieces in various shapes that would showcase these glazes beautifully. I’m always attracted to things that match and don’t match […]
I’m filling up my shop! More to come; new things every week. http://www.etsy.com/shop/windfallarts
“Make it from scratch!” is my modus operandi for almost everything. I ask, can it be cooked, sewn, written, built, or otherwise fabricated by means within my power, and if so, will it be better than something I could buy ready-made? The answer to both questions is often “yes” (read this as an insult to […]
Here’s a post I wrote over 2 years ago, and today feel compelled to share, unedited. I still feel much the same, even though some of the specifics are different now. (Pictures are more recent.) It’s a small life. Days are long sometimes, yet there is so little time . . . but lots happens […]
As you might know if you’ve seen my recent posts on facebook, I’ve got some new things in the works. There is great excitement here in my messy little studio. I feel grateful and triumphant in a couple of different ways. To be making things at all is a huge victory over all the distractions, […]
I’ve been reading “Surface Design for Ceramics” by Maureen Mills and trying some new things. These forms are porcelain with impressed textures, paper masking, incised lines, and colored slip. I’m excited about them! And always glad to be making new things, especially mugs.
Bake. Love. Dream. Wait. Melt. Eat. Revive, refresh. Learn. Make! Apprentice/coerce. Thank the Maker.
— 24 — Let the world’s sharpness, like a clasping knife, Shut in upon itself and do no harm In this close hand of Love, now soft and warm, And let us hear no sound of human strife After the click of the shutting. Life to life– I lean upon thee, Dear, without alarm, And […]