Spiral Bark Dome Jar

Spiral Bark Dome Jar w/ Notch Lid
9.5in.H x 9.5in.W
$950

Spiral Bark Jar w/ Overhang

Spiral Bark Jar w/ Overhang
8in.H x 7in.W
nice contrast of sides
flashed cooler/ melted, crusty and dark  hotter
$350

Erosion Hive Jar

Erosion Hive Jar w/ Split Foot and Notched Lid
13in.H x 11in.W

SOLD

Small Erosion Jar w/ Overhang

Erosion Jar w/ Overhang and Notched Lid
8in.H x 7in.W
great contrast of personalities on this one
the changes when turning a wood fired pot provide it's wonder and magic...
SOLD

Encrusted Lava Jar

Encrusted Lava Jar w/ Notched Lid
12in.H x 7in.W
$500

For the Table... Spiral Bark Vase

Spiral Bark Vase... 2 views
12in.H x 4.4in.W
Contrasting sides... brown crusty side as lifted from the forest floor
pale flashed side like a sulfurous plume...
$225

For the Table... Round Erosion Vase

Round Erosion Vase
11in.H x 5in.W
The pot becomes half buried in ash during firing
creating a crusty surface on the hot side
and a multi-colored surface on the cooler side
$250

bright sunrise

yesterday morning the sunrise created a pink/orange band
extending 360 degrees around the property...
a wide line of color enclosing the emerging blue sky above it...
for a brief few minutes even the snow seemed   pink...

The Firing

For Mr. David Lipman, Esq.  and his insistence
that I would have been better off working in a 7/11 for the last 40 years...




THE FIRING
         For Les Blakebrough and the memory of John Chappell


Bitter blue fingers
Winter nineteen sixty-three A.D.
showa thirty eight
Over a low pine covered splay of hills in Shiga
West-Southwest of the outlet of Lake Biwa
Domura village, set on sandy fans of the sweep
and turn of a river
Draining the rotten-granite hills up Shigaraki

On a nineteen-fifty-seven Honda cycle model C
Rode with some Yamanashi wine "St. Neige"
Into the farmyard and the bellowing kiln
Les & John
In ragged shirts and pants, dried slip
Stuck to with pine needle pitch
Through peephole white blast glow
No saggers tilting yet and seegers bending
Neatly in a row--
Even their beards caked up with mud and soot
Firing for fourteen hours. How does she go.
Porcelain & Stoneware: cheese dish. Twenty cups.
Tokuri. Vases. Black chawan.
Crosslegged rest on the dirt,
eye cocked to smoke--

The hands you layed on clay
Kickwheeled, curling,
creamed to the lip of nothing
and coaxt to a white dancing heat that day
Will linger centuries in these towns and loams
And speak to men or beasts
When Japanese and English
are dead tongues.

                         Gary Snyder
                         from " The Back Country"

           

gallery trail

the gallery has remained closed this winter for the first time since it opened...
the unpacking and repacking has become a little too much lately
the body and soul need some recovery time...
through the years the "winter" customers were nearly non existent anyway
with sales even less of an occurrence
so this is an economical move to protect my body and etc...
meanwhile I'll be in the studio, getting ready for the spring and a new season of customers...
the pots for the March shows are already packed and need only to be put back in the truck
we'll see if this makes sense as the time passes...
I will miss seeing it all set up ... it's a reminder that I make fine work and am competent...
or so I tell myself... it is easy to doubt that...  I do, everyday it seems...

after the last year of "lawyers, guns and money"...

I  want some ease back...
whatever the outcome, from wherever it comes...
I just want some ease to return...
so that I might remember how to live again...