Clay...

is not dirt. Although it can found in similar places. And the gardener in me (who is new to this world, so be gentle) insists that there is something fundamentally similar about working with both. So I shall acquiesce to this and hope that none of you are calling the hot line to report dissociative schizophrenia.

Regardless... let me introduce you to ... The Drunken Moon




He's a hand built vessel, roughly 18' tall at his highest point, terra cotta clay, with an iron oxide and wax. He's a happy, slumpy fellow, and the first of my face pots. He also happens to be one of my favorites.

Since then, several smaller face pots have been explored. I rather like this guy:





He's made of stoneware, a normal mug size, with white glaze on the interior and some spots of glaze on this face, but is otherwise unglazed on the exterior. He's also kind of a "special needs" guy.... in fact... let's get one thing straight... all of my little clay men are "special". It's just how I roll.... yo.




Buddy wants you to know that he's my helper and THIS is his FAVORITE piece. Mostly cause he digs lemons, but also cause he likes to swirl and twirl. He can swirl and twirl like a mofo. Lemme tell you.


And of course I've been doing lots of just utility pieces. Which I do because I know that's what my loved ones want. So I deliver.

Regardless... this part of my life is on hold for now. I may delve back into it eventually, but right now I feel like I need to focus on my strengths.... Which are you ask? Well we'll see.