I finally spent some time in the studio last night. I got rid of the red earthenware I had been using for a couple of years, switched over to a porcelain/white stoneware hybrid that looks really hot coming out of a woodfire kiln. I'm going to be firing out in Taylor's Falls on the 24th of this month, and there's no friggin' way I'm going to stoke a kiln every three minutes for 48 hours if I don't have some pots in there. Too much labor and worry and fuss for other people's pots.
It had been quite some time since I'd enjoyed making anything. I'm sooooo burned out and sick of clay, most of the time, because I talk about it all day long at work. But..sometimes the urge kicks in and I am so relieved because it turns out I haven't lost the passion for it after all. Why that is my biggest nagging worry, I do not know. I mean, there are bigger things going on in my life, but to think that I no longer enjoy the thing I wanted to do for the rest of my life is a scary thought. Kind of like suspecting that you no longer have anything in common with a long-term partner, I suppose.
If only my muse weren't such a bitch, she'd be around more often, and occasionally put out.
It had been quite some time since I'd enjoyed making anything. I'm sooooo burned out and sick of clay, most of the time, because I talk about it all day long at work. But..sometimes the urge kicks in and I am so relieved because it turns out I haven't lost the passion for it after all. Why that is my biggest nagging worry, I do not know. I mean, there are bigger things going on in my life, but to think that I no longer enjoy the thing I wanted to do for the rest of my life is a scary thought. Kind of like suspecting that you no longer have anything in common with a long-term partner, I suppose.
If only my muse weren't such a bitch, she'd be around more often, and occasionally put out.
darkjuan:
hiya... I loved your pic of the little piece of cable you have!!
