Would you look at those arms!

Well, it’s been a funny old start to the year the doldrums caught up with me good and proper.

Many different things got on top of me, but it’s time to stop wallowing and start making again and I think that maybe you can see why I am suddenly feeling all inspired.

Would you look at those arms!

And those hands!

And, for a serious moment, look at how mesmerising it is to see those shapes just  . . . appear

Ok, I know, mine will not be simply appearing.

Mine are gonna take some hard work and dedication but it’s time.

I have so many ideas, not all thrown, and that’s ok. Pottery, or ceramics, doesn’t mean ‘thrown on a wheel’ but it is one of the things I’d like to develop a skill in.

This year I am going to be less about making things to sell and more about making things that make my heart sing.

And those arms. . . .well they make me want to sing, or growl, either way they make me want to Make and that’s good.
Eric Landon

My first 10k!

   
    
    
    
   

Wedding Favours

Oh dear.
It is clear to me that I need to figure out better ways of taking pictures of my work.
For now though I think I need Something to show that I did, in fact, attend my very first wedding fayre on Thursday and people really did like what I produced.

Well, I think they did.
They took my flyers, did they visit my empty website?
Honest injun (a old, silly, family saying. I don’t know why we said it) I am working on better pictures.

I wanna be a potter!

I wanna be a potter!

Ok, so, I can’t throw.

That is to to say, I can throw. I can throw a ball, I can throw a mean huff. Some would say I can throw a fantastic temper tantrum! Dont ask my husband, or my children for that matter. I taught them all they know 😉

But it seems to me, to be the definition of a potter, you gotta throw a pot.

Its that centering! boy I try, I really do! But that’s where you will have witnessed a few of the other things I throw. Sigh

The things is, I have thrown pots. Whilst at college. My mum had a fantastic huge bowl, that I threw (I really really did!) but I could not for the life of me tell you how on earth I did that!!   And if I try now, you’re lucky if  I manage a ring bowl. Honestly, even a teeny one was horribly wonky.

So, ok, maybe I don’t wanna be a potter. But I do, I truly do, want to be able to make some money from this realm of ceramics. I love it!

Handbuilding is my forte.   I have made some really big things, once upon a time and smoke fired them (I’ll tell you all about another day, it is So much fun! Ooh the excitement!)

Dear lord, might I one day call myself <hushed reverential tones> a Ceramic Artist. oh golly, that would just be wonderful.

But it seems, in this day and age (no I’m not in my sixties though I know that little statement made me sound like I was) that you have to be all about the ‘online presence’ so, here goes <deep breath>

Welcome to me

or my blog

or my newly emerging online presence. . . . .

I’m not sure I’m doing this right, am I?