It really does take a week to recover from a week's vacation.
We jumped right back into work when we really wanted to continue to travel.
In fact Mark is already looking at the next destination.
That one is going to take more planning and more money so we had better keep right on working.
So what are we up to.
Making pots for the baby gas kiln, firing the tiles for the awards. ( fingers crossed on this one, I know I have a curler or two in there.)
And just muddling through the hours.
|we want one of these for the pond. What do you think- would people pay to come and let us paddle them around?|
Do you ever just go blank when you are throwing for the next kiln load or do you keep a list of things that you start with?
I use to keep a list that I pulled out of my head.
Now that the brain has too many list I have to write it down.
But number one on the list is always Mugs.
The tried and true of any potter, I mean, really, is there a potter who does not make mugs.
The mug is as close to the most simple art form I can think of.
An art form you get to hold and drink out of everyday.
I don't think the folks that are getting their coffee at the "bucks" think about what they are drinking out of.
It is just the delivery system to get the coffee in, pop open the computer and plug in or plug out.
The hand reaches for their cup with no thought and they drink with all thought on the computer.
What happen to the moments of picking the right cup for the day?
First the making of the coffee---smell it don't you.
And then the act of curling your hand around the handle, breathing deep as you go for the first sip.
Now that 's coffee drinking.
Better go make my self some.