Bump and dent sale.
I am a big sucker for my weekly horoscope. This weeks read that in 2020 I will be freer than at any time in my life. No one will be telling me what I should or should not do.
I've been surrounded by, using and looking at a lot of fabulous functional pots pretty well all my life and lately more than ever here in Seagrove, NC.
I made 10 bowls and stared at the smooth curve of the inside of the bowl. Should I mess it up with my signature whoopee? How does a cook feel about that whoopee that will fill in with tomato sauce or split pea soup and be hard to clean? Should I be mindful of the bowls use? I defaulted to my past irreverence of the use of the bowl. I felt a bit guilty at my failure to repay the debt I owe my Uncle Jimmie and the many wonderful makers of domestic ware that work in the "form follows function" model. I didn't feel guilty for too long. Shortly thereafter I put 4 bumps in the back of the bowl. I love how glaze breaks on the inside of the bowl on the bumps and the whoopee.
I have time now to think about how I ended up being a potter, a teacher and being here in NC. Now the big quandary is where exactly I want and need to go in 2020.
Read an interesting statement by John Baldessari today:
When I think I'm teaching, I'm probably not. When I don't think I'm teaching, I probably am," said John.
I looked at my blog stats yesterday to see that there were over 2700 reads of my blog "The Sandman". I never think of the writings in this blog as teaching. Maybe like John these ramblings are some of my teaching. Dunno!
I am celebrating my uniqueness. It is part of the equation of how, why and what I am doing in Seagrove/Star.
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