Have I been potting? You bet.

Here are some of my newest clay "children." A mother loves all her offspring, even the ones who are slightly, shall we say, off-center.

Remember this pitcher from its pre-firing photo? Now it's done, and I'm very pleased. Oh, it's small, no doubt, only 4.5" tall by 4" wide base, and maybe a little skewed, but it's my first pitcher, and I love it.


This is blue rutile again, on white clay. When you find a glaze that you like, you tend to stick with it.

This little bowl is no big deal in the world of wheel thrown pottery. A simple shape and only 3.5" wide by 2.5" tall, what I like about this piece is the feel of it in my hand - symmetrical, not too thick or heavy, balanced.


I also cherish the memory of making it. It seemed as there was no effort whatsoever. The clay slid between my fingers and did what I wanted it to without any struggle. It was the first piece I threw without having to think about it or work at it.



It makes the perfect companion to my pitcher, and the pair now occupies a place of honor on my mantle, next to pieces made by real potters. Maybe I can get good by osmosis.

What is this, you ask?

Why, a pump dispenser for lotion or liquid soap, naturally. The glaze here is Chun Plum, and I think it's awesome.


You buy the little pump parts at your handy-dandy local clay supply store. I use FunkE's Fired Arts, formerly Annie's Mud Pie Shop, an odd little place that is part gallery, part studio, part retail shop, and part warehouse.

In up-coming posts, the metamorphosis of the following bisque-fired pieces.

brown clay pots, from left to right:

"Aladdin's Lamp," another pump dispenser, and ??

I think the tall cylinder, an exercise in achieving height, will be for my wooden spoons.


White clay, bisque fired. One small and two larger bowls, and two little cups.

I call the small one a rice bowl.

It just seems to have that shape to me.

More on these little cups and their function later.