John has been creating mugs for the next firing, and when I passed through the studio I noticed a new shape.
To be honest, it’s an old shape, updated. I mean old as in maybe 15-20 years ago. I’m excited to see that. As soon as we’v got some all done and out of the glaze firing, I’ll post them and a link to our etsy store.
It’s interesting to see how he gets back into the rhythm of the studio.
After we put our last pots in the mail, a week before Christmas, we stopped working in the studio and focused on our house (a mess from two firings in 4 weeks) and family.
Then, after Christmas we had 6 cords of wood in 10 foot lengths to saw into manageable lengths. That took three days, spread out over a week. The temperatures were low, below zero many days, with no sun and a bit of a wind, so the time periods they worked ( my brother and his son came over to ‘play’ with John) were short.
Then, the hunt for a free log splitter began. It costs around $100 a day to rent one here and we weren’t interested in investing that, so John began asking around, and found a lovely one that worked great, until the last day. It wouldn’t start and although john worked on that for an afternoon, he gave up and picked up the maul. There was maybe a cord of wood to split, and they were smallish, so the wear and tear on shoulders was small.
Now our woodlot is organized, stacked, raked, cleaned up and covered. That was two weeks ago.
Then John began working in the studio by mixing the glazes, so we would have full buckets when it’s time to glaze. After that he cleaned up the shelves, moved inventory upstairs and organized his workbench.
Then another day he made new tools.
Over the months we heat our house with wood, John is on the look out for pieces of wood that tell him they would would make fine tools.
I know, it sounds kind of hokey, but, it’s true. The shape of the piece of wood, the grain, the colors speak to him. He sets these aside for the one or two days iin the year when he makes his new tools.
He likes to make ribs and other trimming tools; they fit his hand and his style of working and creating and designing.
Then, he cleans up his wheel space and mixes new colored clay slips, cleans and fills his containers and finally, although it seems hardly different to me, he is satisfied with his space and can get to work.