Whiskey cup

Whiskey Cup
4in.H x 4.5in.W
Sold

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"