If blogging was my job I would be in a lot of trouble by now. I seem to have lost my blogging mojo. Can I blame it on winter? I'm kind of done with winter but I guess I don't really have a say in that matter.
I've been steadily, although somewhat slowly, plugging along in the studio. I have caught up on everything that was hiding under plastic and even have a new round of pots suffocating under dry-cleaning bags. I'm another week closer to Baltimore and my plan of being done well ahead of time is being slowly destroyed by my knowledge of the extra time set aside.
Today should be my last day to throw anything new. I have a few small orders remaining that need to be taken care of and a few other pieces on my "want to make" list. Then the rest of the week will be a never-ending sequence of bisque firing, waxing, mixing glazes, glazing, endlessly cleaning my hands, realizing that my hands have cracked open, dipping said cracked hands into more cold buckets of glaze, loading a kiln in the freezing cold with said cracked and cold hands until finally I can light the pilots.
Then....hopefully I clean up my studio a bit....get some reclaim going and paint the booth walls one more time. Okay...as you can tell, I'm entering my least favorite part of the cycle....at least until I can unload the kiln. Maybe that's why I always frantically spend an extra day or two making pots that I know won't fit into the firing....procrastination by working...quite ironic.
Since words can be boring....especially in a blog posting, enjoy the pics below. These are all pots recently given clemency from their plastic homes along with some close-ups as I play with my new camera's macro setting.