hmmm. heavy. lumpy. graceless. not quite optimal. not quite the nadir of my ceramic efforts, but certainly my most recent abject failure. bottles. how i hates them. but it is a good hate, actually. i have not failed so miserably at something outside of a relationship in some time. it almost feels good to be angry at myself for not being able to figure it out. i have tried everything that i know how to do, even asking my dearest teachers for help. nada. they are more than willing to help, but i am stuck. almost literally. there is a pound of clay stuck in the bottom of my bottles, and i have to get it into the top. it doesn't want to move. i am unable to make it. and so i throw bottle after bottle and cut them in half. this is not helping me to fill the soda kiln. this is not helping to fill laura's west a-ville kiln. but when i am done, i will make a whole load of good bottles.
and to add insult to not so serious injury, i lost half a kiln load yesterday. the pyrometer quite, the interiours are lovely, ooo... i fell asleep. goig to bed.
tomorrow is another day, scarlet. go clean up and away to the ladn of morpheus.
lovepeace
heather
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