28 June 2011
I think its an earring. Or a little stick pin? Either way, you'll have to lean in to read it.
Ive got a kind of black mark on the tip of my index finger- see it? I cut my self with a jeweller's saw, quite deep- then some kind of silver-dust-grime has gotten in and its healed over- a sort of lame goldsmith's tattoo!
Labels: I make these
19 June 2011
Bronze Rye Bread badges- now in dark and light!
Coming soon; a really small version- I will add them to the shop when they're ready...
Esmé presented me with her version too... she insists that the letter Y represents a figure throwing their hands up saying "yippee!"- so she always puts a little head on top.
I guess when she starts school next year they'll squash all those beautiful ideas she has :-(
so I'll record it here for posterity. Yippee!
18 June 2011
I'm a bit of a late comer to this one- this is just an extract, its worth watching the whole thing on YouTube. Just amazing. 1200 pots thrown per day! I enjoyed the part where Mr Button is cutting the clay from the hillside too...(Thanks to Max Lamb)
17 June 2011
15 June 2011
14 June 2011
8 June 2011
ogata Kenzan (VIA THE POTTER’S BRUSH:)
Ive got a Tumblr now, too.
Because, you know, its somewhere to put collected pictures of great stuff by other people.
And there's no words.
So if you hate my words, but you think (or imagine) that I have nice eyes ( "no... don't speak!");
Then The Golden Tummy is for you... and you...and...you, but not you. Oh alright, c'mon then.
7 June 2011
4 June 2011
2 June 2011
Inuit woman adjusting seal-oil lamp. via Denver Museum
"The ice glittered in the light of the lamp, and heat and cold dwelt
here together in theirfamiliar contrast. I shall never cease to chant
the beauty of the seal-oil lamp; and here again I asked myself,
How can a length of cotton wick, fashioned into a saw-toothed strip
and floating on melted blubber, spread such an astonishing measure
of friendliness and companionship? From this glow there emanates
the warmth and the security that constitute the true and inner meaning
of the word home."
-Gontran De Poncins, Kabloona