It was a big old top loading tub of a kiln.
I've been thinking a lot about change recently; how from moment to moment everything shifts. It's what drove the Impressionists to chase the light in their paintings to just catch that one moment. Life of late makes me question what have I been doing to capitalize on every second; to not waste the gift of…
The clincher though was the fact that I would have to use red clay. Ick! Did I really want that kind of aggravation? Apparently I did because I accepted the order in spite of myself.
There is no magic wand. No abracadabra. I have to get on the wheel everyday.
have been blessed to have support from so many in the starting of this clay journey. Kindness is not a currency for getting stuff. You receive the most when you are not looking for payment for your acts; when they come from a place of love.