I have been feeling rather less than festive for the last week or two, struggling to get my head around the idea of it being Christmas already and the end of the year and somehow feeling like I have achieved nothing this year because it’s gone so fast. (I know I know, when I get the chance to sit down and think it all through I’ll realise that it is precisely because I have been doing so much that the year has gone so quickly.) Anyway I decided to push the boat out and make the workshop all festive and full of fun and joyousness and to deck the halls with boughs of holly, or string a bit of tinsel around a bit of metal, in case you are struggling to find the relevant photo, please see the slab roller image above.
So much for wanting to get all the pots that I had already thrown slipped and sat drying out over Christmas and then taking it easy this week. Well I did get everything that was already thrown decorated but then I went and threw a load more. That was after Mr Fitch gave me a good talking to. Sometimes I need it, my head runs away with itself a lot, many times in a good way but often not in a good way at all. So I have been making again and you know what, I hate to admit it but he can be right sometimes. Any road up I made some big wide dishes and some downright fat jugs so I’ll need to pop in tomorrow and cover them up and so they can sit and await my return in the new year.
I’ve been starting to teach a lady who has made pots in the past but who wants a bit of tutoring I suppose and we have this fantastic agreement where she pays me in cheese as she works for Loch Arthur Community, an incredible place if you get the chance to visit and fantastic cheese makers, indeed they just won the Best Food Producer in the BBC Good Food Awards. For those of you that know Paul you will appreciate how well this form of payment goes down in our house!
dragon puzzle jugs! Usually it’s January in the dark dismal month of yuck that I find the insanity takes over and the madness is allowed to have free reign over what I make. There is the madness that is allowed to be kept and fired and many times there is that which has to begin life again after the reincarnation that comes from the reclaim bucket. This winter it’s happening early. One of these is a commission but even so, they are heading down the route of insanity and craziness. I am though a girl who does love a bit of insanity and craziness though so that makes it all ok.
Paul came over this afternoon as I was finishing these wee beasties, he sat drinking tea and laughing openly as he watched me. There I was thinking I was creating serious art and there he was laughing away spilling tea and eating ginger cake. Charming charming.
Do all, “Have yourself a merry little Christmas”, may it be a “most wonderful time of the year” with marshmallows for toasting”(?) and “caroling out in the snow” and may there be “much mistletoeing” (I just realised this week that I have never been sought out with any mistletoe – come on Paul get your act together boy!) and I hope your “hearts will be glowing when loved ones are near”. Take care, enjoy yourselves and your families and friends. x