Ceramics showcase is coming! I just spent a week putting up posters. As many potters have already noticed, it is hard to come by good pottery posters. I now have several extra posters featuring a beautiful ceramic sculpture. If you want one, send me a note on etsy and we can work out getting one to you.
This year I’m taking Trilobite and Ammonite work to the showcase. I’ll be in the group booth which means a lot less frenetic work on my part, but a lot more in time spent at the showcase working.
Here’s some samples of the work that will be there!
SO I had a commission recently for a pair of Tiki’s. I love making Tiki’s BTW, so if anyone out there on the net wants one from me, just say the word!
So is a tiki I made for her! (Unfortunately the other one broke, but I do have an image that I have to get off another computer… it’ll be here soon I promise!)
Its comming and I have a booth. This year Its going to be all mine, which is daunting in the face of having a full time job. I have plans for my booth though… Sandy plans.
I want to make my booth reminiscent of the Oregon coast. Sea oats, sand, sea tossed wood. The sand is making me a little worried. I mean, I’ll need trays for it, but I don’t know if I have the time to make the trays I’d need. Then there’s the part where I’ll need walls. Clearly I’ll be putting door frames together, but then what color to paint them?
This is going to be interesting. Fortunately, I already have a number of pieces to sell. I only hope I will have enough for the show. Actually, I’m kinda hoping I’ll be able to get into the group booth instead. *sighs* Less work.
So I have a commission for a Tiki. ^_^ I’ll need to keep preparing for the Ceramics SHowcase, but Tiki carving is such fun. Its so silly and campy. You don’t have to take anything about it seriously.
In the mean time I made it down to the Bullseye Glass Gallery. Every time I try to go there they are closed. This is usually because I foget about it until I’m in the neighborhood and I’m never in the neighborhood when they are open. Except I finally was. There was a nice exhibition on painterly glass. I really liked the works of Abi Spring and Ted Sawyer
I also saw this ginormous tile work at restaurant that is making me think about glazes and color. The tiles were flat boring tiles, but the glaze was used in a very painterly way. Makes me want to try that some. Maybe combined with portraiture? I must contemplate this further.
If you’re in Portland, You can go to SCRAP and check it out! My show is up and on display.
Thanks to my Husband, Justin Chalmers-McDonald for the photos!
Well, here’s the first poster! The show is going up next week and will be up for 2 months at the SCRAP Re:Use gallery. Since all my clay is reclaim, and I’ve been using this yummy reclaim glaze (or two) I feel that this is a great place to give my work a first show.
Also, its a good excuse for all you Portlanders who haven’t been to SCRAP yet to go check out the awesomeness that is the creative reuse center of Portland.
I need to get blogging again, I think it keeps me honest.
I’ve been working in the studio, but work-that-pays is stressing me out. I feel they have unreasonable expectations of just how much I can do in a day, but then what if they don’t and I’m just not very good at office work. I take the time to do a good job, and to be honest when I see the person who was before me’s work (who did everything they wanted to have done) it was slipshod and poorly done. So I do think they have unreasonable expectations. ON the other hand, I’m having to fight that awful voice inside me that tells me that I’m worthless and I’m always always always going to fail.
I hate that voice. That voice is a piece of shit, but I can’t get it to shut up and go the hell away. Of course I’m going to fail at times, but I also succeed. So why in hell can’t I remember my successes, only and always my failures?
So I feel stressed out at work, and its the time around winter solstice which means I get to struggle with SADs. So working in the studio has been hard. I just want to hibernate, really. Sleep, read, occasionally eat. Write a little.
Still I must persevere. Today I’m going to go to the studio and glaze my work for the show that’s going up next week. (EEP!) I don’t think its going to turn out how I wanted it to, but I hope it will turn out well.
So its near the solstice, right? The winter solstice. The fracking cold and long dark night. Evil.
Usually I’m a little on the batshit crazy side of things, but this year I’m trying light therapy and whatdoyaknow? It works. Sort of. Now I don’t feel completely emotional and crazy, but I’m still feeling tired and finding it hard to concentrait. All I want to do is sleep and run away from the things i have to do that are keeping me from sleeping and feeling ok. Like, you know, the show. Or work. Or people. And definitely cooking. Definitely don’t want to cook anymore. Hell… I could do away with most eating.
So its like this light has evened out the moods, but not saved me from the need to hibernate. Nor is it saving me from the feeling of unpreparedness.
Ergh. Back to work.
I have a show coming up. I’m pretty darn nervous about it, I don’t feel like I’m going to be ready. The things I wanted to do… I don’t know that I can get them done. I kept putting off making sculptures because I was focused on more immediate and financial concerns. I thought I’d still be jobless at this point and have plenty of time to focus on my sculptures.
Ha. What an idiot.
Now I spend every night watching tv and texturing little forms. Not that I’m complaining about being able to do work at home, but this is not exactly how I planned on doing things. I’m also afraid that its not going to look good when its done. ergh.
and I need to make so many more slugs its not even funny. Every time I think I’ve learned my lesson…
Philip K. Dick was an amazing Author. A while back I read an interview with him just before he died where he laid out the frame work for a story. A main plot point was an alien race that beheld colors in a way that humans can’t, but couldn’t hear.
My mind went immideatly to cephalopods. Cuttle fish to be particular, mostly because of the giant cuttlefish near Austrailia which can put on such a great show. Also because they are known to communicate through using color.
Now we’re finding out out more and more about the intelligence of Octopi. Other animals as well, but Octopi and other cephalopods are just so fascinatingly different.
I can’t imagine eating something so intelligent, it honestly grosses me out to see cooked octopus. I wonder if someday in the future humans will be able to honestly communicate with the alien creatures that haunt our waters, and how humans will effect the evolution of octipi… and vice versa. (I mean, if we’re going to start adopting genese from other creatures, I totally want color changing skin.)