Feeling Better

I went to the JCC "Newcomers" Pool Party today. I'd never been to this event, even though I'm not really a newcomer, I knew some people I know would be there and want to have some Jewish conversation. It was a nice morning, and I was able to get some perspective on this blue period I'm going through. I think more than a slump with the pottery, it's a homesickness for the people I love. I know I keep coming back to this and so, the trip to the JCC today. Mingled with many age-appropriate (for me) potential friends.

I am stting up my little photo studio tonight and hope to take photos for the website of additional pieces. I may need to take the Photo Workshop again. We'll see. I have to start using my camera more often, just around town. It's a good tool for inspirational ides of line and form I realize now why others post so many photos.

Lori is going to take my un-reclamed clay for her mix, so I can start over, There are so many bags of odds and ends, not to mention buckets of clay that I really want to use one cone 10 and one cone 6 clay and stick with them for a while. Once the clay is out of the studio, I'll reorganize and get to work.

A Slump??? Already??

I think I'm just scattered in too many directions. I think the work I do does not lend itself to the same markets that other potters use. I have to think about what it is I really want to accomplish. Besides everything, what do I have to work on? Can one scream in a blog? AAAAAAHHHHHHH!!!!!!

Family

My family: Aly, Sophia and Rosie. This is what it's all about.

Market Day

Yesterday was another market day. I had a table at Howard Street Handmade. A sweet venue, but not a lot of traffic. I think a market may need foot traffic to be really successful in the long run. Lots of great clothes and jewelry, primarily. I made back the table fee, so no losses (except perhaps the price of lemonade to cool the heat of the day). Chin down and full speed ahead. Perhaps the Lexington Bazaar is a better venue for Judaica. Should look int Hendersonville markets as well, as they have a Jewish community.

There was Thunder and There was Fire...

The storm tonight was of biblical proportion. Trees all over Asheville have been felled by wind and lightening. I expected the voice of God to rumble with the thunder, telling us to get our shit together or there would be more of the same. Blasphemy, you say???? I think not.

Burnsville, NC

Took a ride to Burnsville to show my plates to Alpine Design. The buyer for the gallery liked the plate I make for the Tu B'shvat seder plate and wanted some for consignment in the gallery, but could I make it a plate with soup cup/mug/bowl. I put several ideas together. She liked them all. Very happy!!!!

So, while I was up that way, I stopped by John's place to settle up for some workshops I want to take. On the little gravel road up to the studio there was the cutest turtle with a yellow and brown shell, and I could have sworn he had teeny tiny little glasses on. For a moment, I could have sworn an evil (?) witch had cast a spell on John and went to get my camera, which I was sure was in my purse with my wallet and checkbook. Of course, my purse was in my studio at Odyssey, rendering my trip "for no good reason" and making documentation of the mystical John-to-turtle event, impossible.

John, I tried to let the people know!!! Hope you haven't been squashed.

but...

Now comes the eternal question of Art vs. Commerce. If Sophie wants my Havdalah set for her son-in-law in blue, but mine are beautiful earthy shinos, do I make them in blue for Sophie???

So, Now I Feel Like a Potter

My first RDA Stroll was this weekend, and I actually sold 3, count 'em, 3 pieces. Now that does not compare to others. But it is a start. I made many good contacts in the Jewish community and will have a spot in the Celebration of Israel next year, as well as Hard Lox. So, not a bad weekend at all. Learned much about what people want in a market type arrangement, as opposed to a gallery.

Now I am going to Burnsville to see a lady about some plates I made for her gallery.