Home from Potfest. I’m pretty exhausted but of course my brain is in overdrive – again. Just had a hot soak in the bath and some food. It’s been a weird weekend. Some great parts, sales wise it started off great but didn’t manage to keep that momentum unfortunately. It’s been a bit demoralising the last couple of shows. I’ve been working so hard and I felt that I had the best pots I’ve ever made. I was really excited about showing them and pleased with how they looked on my stand but now I feel very different. I know it’ll all be better after a good night’s sleep. I’m not entirely sure what to do next though – other than sleep.
The great bits though were meeting so many people that I know already, both potters and visitors. Saturday evening saw a few of us visit Castlerigg stone circle near Kendal. A lovely evening for it, then a pub meal before heading back to the camp fire fun which I bailed out of being my usual muppet self. Small groups are great, bigger groups are maybe just not my thing.