I made some stash jars today in celebration of planting season here in Canada. 4 plants per person don't ask no more.
I had visitors at the studio watching me make and it kinda froze me up. I made these lids that had no expression to them at all. When the people left I made 6 that I like. I thought what's a matter for you Tony. These lids have nothing to say about you and your signature. I like the ones I made in the good company of myself. Granted they aren't for everyone but then neither am I.
|Nice jars under those knobs and handles.|
So the lifeless lids I made into egg poachers for the oven. A dash of butter, the crack of an egg and into the oven with some salt and pepper. If it is good enough for my favourite potter Richard Batterham it is good enough for me.
|Richard Batterham egg baker gift of Judi Dyelle and Robin Hopper.|
|Stash jars gotta make ya smile|
I love to make marks in clay. I like to poke it, prod it, distort it and relish in the plasticity of a creative material. I can make perfect I just choose not to.
I have 8 students coming for a week long course starting Monday.
They aren't coming here to study with me because they believe in the status quo. They have chosen interesting and that I what I plan to deliver.
Everyone else is already taken.
Don't dumb down
Own your greatness!