Gaddafi on my mind as I slip away.
Some times you open the kiln door
all excited, because you have tried
something new, and the firing has gone well
but the results weren't what you were expecting
and it makes you feel flat and dejected.
I had these plates and pie dishes
that I had wanted to come out in the new, old English white glaze.
and they came out what I call
all wishy washy.
It's just not what I wanted, and I know people say
know one will know and they look OK.
But I know
and I don't like them
and that's what matters to me.
They came out a few days ago and I've been trying to get my head around it
then I found this picture I had taken after they had been slipped.
I can see how thin the slip is
and I should have known better.
Stupid! Stupid! Stupid!
and then I go home and watch the news and see the Libya rebels
and that puts it all into perspective.
" if the biggest thing I am worrying about is how thick the slip
should have been on my plates"
Then I have nothing to worry about.
I came back in the workshop the following day
and these salt pigs look like an army of salt pigs.
I checked out all my jugs
and Gaddafi isn't hiding in here.
This biscuit firing has now been glazed
and is cooling down now.
so some more fresh pots will be out on Friday.
so lets hope for some better results.