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Everything Else

On My Wheel This Morning

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Newest pot –

Sorry about the background clutter….it seems to pile up faster than I can put it away!

I’ve been encouraged to open up an Etsy shop and am in the planning phase.  It all sees to be so confusing!  Any words of wisdom would be appreciated!

Hands in the clay, feet on the ground, head in the clouds!

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Everything Else

A Bit of Background and First Look

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Hello!  Yes, I am an insomniac and a potter.  I’m starting this blog to share some of my middle of the night projects and see what other middle of the nighters are working on.  Thanks for reading and I hope you enjoy thia post.

Here’s what I pulled from the kiln this morning –

Bowl and tumbler set

Amaco White Clay

Duncan Blue Berry Spice Glaze

Mixed Clay pot

Low Fire Red Clay

Bisqueware

That wraps up this first post.  I hope you enjoyed it!

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Knitting

Better Handle

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ON MY WHEEL

I’ve been throwing up a storm this past week, with about a 50/50 satisfaction rate, which is about par for the course.  Unless I’m really really happy with the finished pot, it goes into the reclaim bucket.  My mug handles are definitely getting better — they should be with all the practice!

I’m running a full bisque kiln this morning and have ordered a few new glazes.  Hopefully by the end of this week they will have come in and I can get the newly bisqued pots glazed and into the kiln for the final step.  Several have gift potential, so I’m anxious to get them finished.

ON MY NEEDLES

I’ve made a pact with myself that there will be NO NEW STARTS until I finish my current WIPs.  That’s all I want to say about that, as several of these also have definite gift potential. 🤫 Anyone else who will be working down to the wire on holiday gifting?

A goal without a plan is just a wish.  Larry Elder

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Knitting

Monday Love, Pots, This Is Why

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IHEARTMONDAY

At the risk of being tarred and feathered by the present workforce, I have to say that I love Mondays.  Let me tell you why:  Monday mornings are a happy reminder that Mr. Iknead and I are retired.  We are learning how to “not work”;  for us, this means deciding to go out to lunch on a whim, or watching that movie/episode that we’ve just never gotten around to, looking outside to check the weather and not thinking “OMG, it’s raining/snowing/sleeting/storming and I need to get a move on this morning, just in case.” and instead, thinking “OMG, it’s raining/snowing/sleeting/storming and I think I WILL have that extra cup of coffee now.”  My apologies if I’m gloating, I don’t mean to; it’s just that all this is so new to us, like opening a present each and every morning and knowing that it’s going to “fit” perfectly.

 

MUDSLINGING

Remembering one of my pottery goals this year, I snapped a few pictures last time I was in the pottery studio.

This one should be ready to trim today.

(Don’t know whose backside that is.)

This may be our new fruit bowl.

I see a possible yarn bowl.

This one’s a wild card.  What do you see?

BACK INTO THE POND

This is the reason I frogged a nearly complete sleeve that seemed to take FOREVER on the Mariella Cardi –

Ladders, ladders everywhere

The pattern called for DPNs and for once, I actually followed directions, resulting in ladders between every needle.  So, I gritted my teeth, bought a size 5 circular needle, frogged and restarted.  It’s going much better, thank you.  How come I try to delude myself every time I see a glitch that a) it will block out, b) I’ve made a mistake I’m calling a design feature and/or c) really, no one is going to notice?  This delusion carries me until I’m within spitting distance of completion, then the glitch rises up, gives me a smack upside the head and says, “What were you thinking??”  Thus, the frogging and restarting, with all the required fuming and sighs.  Whew … I feel much better now.

I think somehow we learn who we really are and then live with that decision.  Eleanor Roosevelt

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