Unassuming Beauty

More Mud

I was able to spend a little time throwing (attempting to throw) some pots this morning. I woke up at 5:30 so I thought this was an excellent time for pottery. 

 I continue to have some difficulty with making functional items. Things are either warped, to small, or for lack of better terms, just plain ugly.

 However, today I was able to make a few things that have the potential to be useful items. I don't own a kiln so I take my pottery to a town 20-30 minutes away for firing. Currently that isn't a problem for me, I think trying to be a skilled potter and worrying about the firing process would be a bit much. I'm hoping I can drop these pots off and glaze the ones I recently had bisque fired. :) I think a constant stream of firing and glazing will continue to keep me interested.

Even at 5:30 in the morning a critic lurks.

Random Beauty

I probably own 100 craft books. Yes it's my addiction, don't judge. In one of my books was an idea for making art when you are having a mental block. Basically, you close your eyes and make marks/lines until you decide to stop. Once you open your eyes it's up to you to determine what will develop from those random marks. When I look at this picture I see a couple of things. First, I see how it may look if the creature was in the process of developing an identity or learning to overcome the adversities of life and finally is able to stand tall. Or I see how many bow to one in the midst of chaos.