This might take awhile, go grab some tea.............
Ok, I was feeling pretty good about my work, photos looked nice, you guys gave me rave reviews, thank you very much for that, and then...... I read the post by Don Pilcher here and now I find that I am in the "field that venerates folks that aren't that good." Well, sh@# fu*# (I want to interject an exclamation here but I will give you the first letters and you can fill in the blanks).The fact that I don't even know who Don Pilcher is and have never used the word venerate probably explains why I wll never be in the same category as Polseno and Spleth in the first place. ( I don't know who Polseno is either, I need to get out more). So, I'm back to feeling like the mediocre potter.
This post just took the wind right out of my sails and sent me into a rage all evening. I read a post not too long ago by Sequoia Miller questioning the quality of work of a potter in a SoHo gallery, for crying out loud! How could I possibly strive to be good enough for the pottery snobs when someone that was able to get work in a Soho gallery is questioned. So, I'm back to wondering, WTF?!
This got me to thinking this morning about my experience with Linda Christianson. I was lucky enough to find myself at the Utilitarian Clay Conference at Arrowmont a few years ago, where I met some of the most talented and humble potters I have ever had the pleasure to meet. No one there was questioning the validity of any potter there, everyone was just happy to be around so much clay talk. My favorites were Bruce Cochrane, Linda of course, Victoria Christen, Kari Radasch, Ron Meyers, and Michael Kline, all humble, articulate, and talented, great presenters and story tellers. Linda is just bigger than life, and one of the most remarkable people I will ever meet. If any of you have had the pleasure of meeting her you know what I'm saying. In my next life, I plan to come back as her. This is what makes her so great. She greeted me on the porch one morning, I was just sitting there in a rocker all alone, having some tea, and she just stopped, shook my hand and asked me how I was enjoying the day, who I was,etc, example: if I was a kid taking guitar lessons from my high school teacher, and Keith Richards stopped by to chat with me, that's what it was like. I attended her workshops and can almost remember every word she said, and that is saying a lot for me. Usually, I lose attention in about ten minutes and drift away, can't be helped, but anyway.... Linda had a smile for everyone, truly interested in what anyone had to say, and just plain had a joy for life, clay and those around her. Not judging anyone there, not pompous or arrogant, just quiet and peaceful, like her pots.
So, I am having a break from clay for a couple of days, rethink my existence, write a grant, and plan for a little potter's retreat this weekend. More about that later. If you are like me and are questioning your work as a potter, just stick your head in the kiln, haha! I'm just kidding, I like my work right now, so screw it! A couple of posts I have enjoyed reading this week are from Jeanette Manchester Harris and Dennis Allen. Not that I don't enjoy reading all of your blogs, these just had some good thoughts for the week! Another good read: The Emperor's New Clothes