Posted on May 23rd, 2009
by
Jw
The teacher, Larry Clark, gets an "E" for effort. He put a lot of effort and energy into teaching and shared his expertise generously, answering my persistent questions. I became so involved that I let many of my other artistic efforts fall by the wayside. It became clear to me that clay, for me, can be addictive.
A big part of this class was being a part of a community of artists and hanging out with younger people. I enjoy their energy. With creative projects they are so cool because they don't know they can't do something so they do it anyway.
I learned that for the 20-30 something age group, there is absolutely no stigma about being a single mom, something that is different from my generation. One of my classmates, when asked if she was going to marry her boyfriend/father of her child remarked, "Gee, after you have a baby with someone, you learn things about them that make you not feel the need to marry." Yikes! What an interesting statement.
At NIC, there is an electric kiln and a big honkin' gas kiln. When pieces are fired in an electric kiln it is like putting them in a toaster, predictable. The gas kiln, on the other hand, is a trial by fire and the results can be either great or desastrous. It is best to not be too attached to a particular outcome.
Electric Kiln
Gas Kiln
A few of my pieces.
Square plate, bowl, sperical sculpture
Porcelain Jar
We had a sculpture assignment. My intention was to make a couple of spiral shapes. I didn't have much more of a concept. When I started doing the project, I was very aware of the space where the clay could go and then the clay just started growing and this weird creature thing happened. I say happened because I felt I wasn't the one doing this. It was transformative for me. Don't know if anything like this will happen again.
Animal? Vegetable?
Vegetable? Animal?
Does anyone care to help me with a name/title?
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