morning sun...

morning sun in the backyard...
were you to visit the gallery,
this would be your view as you began to walk out, heading back to your car...
there's still time, the peak of color has not yet been reached
take a drive, see a beautiful landscape
and come to Bog Pond Pottery along the way
distinctively unusual pots in an excellent atmosphere...

Round bottle w/ Glaze Runs

Round Bottle w/ Glaze Runs
14in.H x 9in.W
$950

Traditional Jar

Traditional Jar
when I made this I thought it was very traditional
in shape, concept, and etc...
just a round open jar with a  clean lip rim
this one has a beautiful surface
and a nice quiet presence...

Virginia Creeper...

Virginia Creeper with berries...
just beside the log splitter
I've no interest in splitting in the rain
and it has begun raining...
maybe some studio time finally...

Lava Bowl

reminder...
Lava Bowl w/ Coral Interior...
more reminders as the wood continues to be split...

Round Lava Bottle

another Reminder
Round Lava Bottle
nice fiery color on this one...

Lava Wall Tray

Reminders...
this wall tray remains a favorite from the wood kiln
vibrant surface, active flame path and rich color
I remain fascinated by it's character...

Working the pile

working the pile...
each fall the shed has to be filled
to heat the studio and house
it's a little late due to my hernia surgery
but me and the mesh are holding up well...
week or 2 more and i'll be set...

Bulging Spiral Pot

Bulging Spiral Pot
Worn Turquoise Glaze
12.5in.H x 8in.W

Ochre Funnel Pot

Ochre Funnel Pot
16in.H x 12in.W

Oval Lava Bottle

Oval Lava Bottle
12in.H x 14in.W x 10in.D
$3,500
as the earthenware continues,
a gentle reminder of the wood fired
pieces...they remain elusive, mysterious and very beautiful to me... 

The Shroud Pot

recent events have reminded me of this piece very strongly...
assisting Gracie with Karen
passages of many sorts, many emotions, much wonder...
thank you Gracie for the honor of helping...
this was made from watching my son Wyatt before he was born, years back,
as his arms and legs would dance across his mother's stomach...
such contradictory events creating such similar images
life in all it's stages holds many forms together...
it's been called the Shroud Pot since I can remember
a name first used by Jackie Davidson when she initially encountered it...