Friday, January 20, 2012

Divine approval?

I started messing around with some of these new forms, and all of the photos I shot seemed to get a beam of light from the heavens. Is this a sign?  :)
I really like this new shape, but the cross is doubtful, I can see it getting broken off very quickly. My mom will be happy though, since she drug me to church nearly every day when I was growing up!
I've been reading all of your blogs and watching as the many many pots stack up in the studios. You all put me to shame, I managed to make ten pieces this week!
Meredith at Whynot blog has a good post about production vs. studio potters. I'm neither,  I'm slow poke potter, haha! I'm so afraid that if I start making multiples of these at a time, I will get bored with them, and then what will I make?


Lori Buff said...

You could try pre-rolling a bunch of slabs, that might save time but might not detract from the creation.
The lighting is beautiful, no matter what it means.

just jody said...

Signs....omens....guidance from the universe....your intuition....I think they all come from the same place. I'd take this as a mark of aproval! As always....I love your work.

Dennis Allen said...

Yup, it's a sign. These look great even without the extruded trim! snemic

Michèle Hastings said...

i like the cross, it looks like it's fairly sturdy. give it a try and see if it survives.

Michael Kline said...

I love this image!

Places of worship certainly hold a place in our architectural subconcious. I say dive deep. Maybe explore how these forms may compare or contrast with the iconic symbol of "home". The cross may be the most obvious signifier of spirituality, but how do the forms of these "houses of the holy" relate their contents.

Thanks for giving me the chance to insert some Zeppelin into this comment!

Mom Cave Pottery said...

I love your work. Each piece shows so much thought and that all takes time. Personally, I'm lucky I get 3 small pieces made or glazed a week. I recently discovered clay and am a blogging neewbie. I have been reading your blog for awhile and find it very inspiring on many levels. Have a great weekend.

Susan Wells said...

Your mom drugged you at church?! Ok I get it but it sounded like that at first. Were the angels singing with the light? I bet they were!

imagine said...

It's not about the quantity it's the quality.
It is having the courage to reject the pieces that just don't feel right.
Sure they would sell anyway if you played the numbers game, but you know that isn't what it is all about.
Make for yourself and your soul.
I bet at the end of it you will make a lot more money,
plus feel happy with yourself.
What you are doing looks brilliant, you don't think that
sunlight was an accident, do you?

Tracey Broome said...

Hey Lori: I do roll out a lot of slabs at once and then keep them wrapped up, it does save some time when I'm ready to work.
Jody, thanks, I do believe in every sign I get!
Dennis, I actually found a tiny extruder that I forgot I had, it just might get put to use, now that you have put that bug in my ear!
Thanks Michele, I may give it a try and see what happens, there is alway glue :)
Hey Michael, great thoughts, there is always room for Zeppelin here!
Hey momcave (name?) thanks for leaving a post, I'll have to come over and check out your blog!
SUSAN! You crack me up, I felt like I was drugged going to church some days and coming out of church too! haha! You so funny :)
Hey there John, yes my new mantra, quality over quantity!! I know that sunlight was no accident! It was a very cool thing when it happened :)
Thanks everyone for posting a comment!!!!!

cookingwithgas said...

Tracy I am always amazed at how much work you do produce and what that work is. do not sell yourself short on your abilities to carry through an idea and deliver.
I think you are heading right where you need to go. Last year was just a warm up- this year...divine approval is right!

Sister Creek Potter said...
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Sister Creek Potter said...

Another trip down memory lane. When my uncle who was a Catholic priest died we all went back to Jefferson for his funeral. By that time there were few in the city who remembered or had any connection to Tom who had spent his pastoral years in Dallas. My mother, my baby Ben (age 2) and I represented the family. It was going to be a very lonely ceremony in the little Catholic church he had grown up in (it looked just like your little chruches!) But coincidentally the diocese preists were meeting in near by Marshall and they all came to the funeral. There they sat on the front rows in their white vestments looking like rows of angels singing the chants of the ceremony. You can't imagine how beautiful that was! Sweet memory.

Tracey Broome said...

Hey Meredith, this does feel like a good path, I like this idea of church or alter or sacred space, whatever it is.
Gay, what a wonderful story. I am just picturing this in my mind, a great memory indeed!

claydancer said...

Perhaps the crosses could be removable. I like the direction you are going in.

Island Ratz said...

From what I've seen the ones that are less descriptive are better as they allow for a more open interpretation. But this is your story so a cross is cool. And take as much time as you need. Personally as soon as I figure something out I move on. Which is a bit frustrating to other folks.

Tracey Broome said...

I have made these with crosses before and glued them on after firiing but I think this one is stable. Im the same, solve the problem move on, it is frustrating!