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Day 25

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Writing again

 

I brought two finished pieces home with me from the pottery studio this afternoon.

The two pieces are very different.

One was thrown on the wheel, turned to trim off and shape, then decorated using a technique that I’ve been developing, using layers of underglaze applied with small separate brush strokes.

The other is hand-built, in a freestyle form, using coils and creating texture with various implements and materials.

The former is, I think, a vase. The latter I’m going to use as a candlestick.

On the way home from the studio I stopped off to do some shopping for groceries.

The house was dark when I got back. Trev was out but Lydia was there to greet me.

She hadn’t been on her own for long and doesn’t get separation anxiety like a lot of dogs do.

Even so, she was pleased to see me and, after putting the shopping away, it was time for her tea.

Trev brought fish and chips back for ours which I thoroughly enjoyed, complete with curry sauce, of course!

 

 

Day 10 – potting

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Writing into Life

Pots in progress

After a morning walk with Lydia, I spent an afternoon at the studio, doing some further work on pots I started a while ago.

It’s a slow process for me, but a good one.

It was good too to be in the company of people that I haven’t been in the company of for a while. 

The studio shutters were up and the rain belted down at times. It felt a bit like being in a tent when it’s raining, a sensation I’ve always loved, providing the tent itself isn’t leaking. 

Before the studio session, I picked up some pots from Imogen who had fired them for me.  I’m particularly pleased with two bowls that were a bit experimental in terms of finish.  Experiments do sometimes pay off.

Coming home, I give Lydia her tea – hand-fed as always.  She loves it, especially finishing with a raw chicken wing, followed by a dental stick. Her teeth are in really good condition I’m pleased to say.

Trev brings home fish and chips. I have mine with curry sauce.

It’s a mellow evening as we move from summer to autumn.  Who knows what tomorrow may bring?