Making clay

About 14-1500 pounds of plastic clay in about 2-3 weeks.
Cheers!

Immortality.

This is what immortality looks like.

God speed my friend.

New pots on etsy!

I've posted a bunch of new work on my etsy page.  Head on over and check it out!  Orders placed by Dec. 15 domestically will make it by Christmas.

Cheers!

Life on the facebook.

Want to know what you're missing by not being on facebook?  Here are some photos from the last few days.  I think all these are via my iphone, so mediocre quality.

 

I was invited to participate in the Carbondale Clay Center cup auction, I'm third from the right.  Hanging out next to Val Cushing.

Sometimes it's hard to remember that when you make 52 pots, you have to slip and decorate 52 pots.

Hoban and Kaylee.  I was amused by their symmetry.

My mother has good taste in pots.  I snapped this when I was at their home for Thanksgiving.  3 potters from 2 states here, know who they are?  Remember that I was born and raised in Minnesota...

The showroom before the first weekend of the homesale.  Cold and dreary doesn't make for good crowds.  Supposed to be colder and drearier this weekend.  Damn.

Sometimes my students are...well...dense.  Let's go with that.

Laying down the law with my ceramics 1 students.

Cheers!

Tangible.

So...I'm trying to make an effort to keep the blog going. In my archives I have about 20 or so drafts of posts that never came to fruition. Some are pretty well outlined, some are just some random thoughts intended to be fleshed out someday. I rarely have the luxury of sitting and working on these because these days if I have time to sit and think it usually needs to be focused on a paper(damn you art history...) Here's one that came out of a conversation I had with my tenant a few months back. I wish I had the time to clean it up and expand on some ideas, but...


I try to have my students look at their work from an anthropological point of view.

How do we know what we know about past cultures? Literature and from the objects they have made and left behind. What does "fine art" tell us about culture? Warning:generalization. Until the late 1800's fine art really tells us only 2 things. It tells us about the upper class and it tells us about religion/faith. If you want to know how the masses lived you have to look at the objects they have made, ceramics, metal works, weaponry, wood works, stone carvings, etc. (A thousand years from now someone may view Voulkos' work with bemused detachment and maybe a head scratch.)

I for one don't want to be defined by walmart or Martha Stewart. Conceptual art...installation art...all gone. What's left are the objects that will define our culture. Ultimately that will probably be plastic bottles, cell phones and hard drives.

Even buying music these days...you're not really buying anything tangible. I wanted to buy a cd a few days ago and I really had to hunt to find it. Sure I could download it, if my computer crashes itunes will let me download it again. But I want something tangible, I want to look at the cover art, read the liner notes and have something to show for my $15.

What about all these hard drives that in a 1000 years will have our entire culture stored on them? Hard drives, jump drives, ipods, cell phones, etc. It will all be gone. We backup our data and then backup the backup and then carbonite it as well. But what happens if/when the ability to read a hard drive is gone?

As long as humans have eyes we can see a photo, read a book, watch a sunset and remember. With hands we can touch pots, use them, hold them to our mouths., enjoy them. We can smell, taste, hear. Put that on facebook. So start living with those things you enjoy, grill a steak(or tofu burger if that's your choice), look at a real sunset, stop staring at your computer and buy those objects in your etsy treasury so that you can live with them.

Make your lives tangible.