Here in the south we don't get the snows that happen in other places in the world. 35 inches is hard to wrap my head around. There was a time that we had 24 inches here but that was in the 90's and seems like a distant dream. Remembering that snow is different then experiencing the snow.
So I get to go online and look at the snow. Wow, that is a lot of snow.
Here it is chilly, don't hate us, but not such a bad winter to have gone through with some days hitting the 70's and bouncing back down to the low 30's. Really, it is hardly a winter at all.
We are both in the studio and still making the production line. I am bouncing back and forth between the slab roller and the wheel. Although the slab roller seems to be winning. I have more tiles in my head and they have to come out somewhere.
I did make it up to the Teapot show at The NC Pottery Center last Saturday and I am ashamed to tell you that I did not get pictures. I find it hard to just ignore people and take pictures.
I was able to get one picture of my neighbor Carol's teapot that I dearly love. I have always been amazed at what comes out of Carol head and this one is no exception.
What I wanted the sign to say was ,Please touch, please pick me up, please hold me, but of course shows are not like that.I find it funny that we all take pots to shows, have open galleries with folks, kids, dogs and cats and yet, there are times that pots are so precious that they must be put under plexiglass or behind ropes. I understand the reasons why but I would love a show that was made to touch. What is clay without being held?
My plan is to get back to the Center and take some pictures on one of these quiet days.
I did finally get some tiles loaded and fired this week.
I had forgotten how badly hot wax smells in the studio and plan to go back to using only cold wax when firing in the electric kiln. The odor just hangs in the air.
Here are a few pictures of the tiles.
Oh! Mark just brought me coffee.