Monday, February 20, 2017

Come on funny feeling


As much as I love my friends south of 49 it is like a breath of fresh air to cross over that bridge and have the Canada Customs man at the border say “Welcome home!
Yes, this is home! Jack had been hitting the Knob Creek pretty hard while I was away and by the looks of his glassy eyes he had smoked his fair share of pot.  We both sat in silence and stared down the barrel of the choices we have made.

The funny feeling knows the way the whole thing comes and goes.
Makes you stop and smell the roses if you’re smart.
The funny feeling never lies. It’s there to open up your eyes
Makes you stop and realize you’re blessed.
Come on funny feeling. – Rodney Crowell

If you were to ask me what is the happiest time in my life I would answer now. At this very moment, at this very place, on this very day. I should answer at the birth of my kids, at a wedding or some other time but this is the moment.  I came home having made so many new friends. I know I did a good job. I just feel so content right now! I am blessed that my passion has become a life long career.
The Cactus Lounge never looked better. I missed my art, my books, my music, my cooking and of course Jack. We need each other to keep one another in line. Tomorrow we get back to exercise and clean living. Good night, Jack! I love you!

Sunday, February 19, 2017

Potters Beauty Pageant


After a month in The Deep South I have just left the Heart of Dixie (Birmingham, Alabama) and I’m headed home to The Promised Land. I left Birmingham this aft at 24C. I expect I’ll be welcomed home to temperatures in the single digits and hopefully some snow. I actually miss it!
I was center stage at The Alabama Clay Conference with Cheryl Tall a figurative sculptor from California and Ken Baskins of Louisiana a maker of large mechanical inspired sculpture. They said I was center stage because I was the senior member. I prefer to think I was the cutest.
I really have left my heart in Dixie as I do love the people so much. I wish I could train Canadians to say “ YES SIR!”.
Here is an image of the t-shirt that they had printed for the conference. Nice to have one of my drawngs on the Tee.
I made a large 3 piece bacon bowl and had made some clay biscuits in a cast iron biscuit mold that I applied. I didn’t want to be just an old crock or old crock maker. I too wanted to be an artist. I filled the bowl with six cups so there was coffee, biscuits and bacon. The thick slip on the cups would qualify as grits.  A true southern feast. I suggested that we auction it off to be fired in a local anagama “Fat Bastard”. The pot sold for $350 and proceeds went to send a student to next years conference. I support students in any way I can.

I’m posing in front of the bacon bowl with my Alabama buddy Stanley Hurst the tool man. I gave him a copy of my book and he said he almost cried reading it. I said you got to be kidding.!  He said “ No, I ain’t kidding,

I got a tender heart!’ Bless your heart, Stanley.

Thursday, February 16, 2017

Collective Energy




I have this 2 + 2 = 5  energy theory when it comes to relationships that like most of my theories not everyone agrees with. I maintain that sometimes two people can get together and their combined energy is greater than the sum total of themselves. Sometimes the right team can be way more than what is possible for each person individually. It is also true that you can team up with someone that sucks your energy out and the sum total of 2 + 2 = 3 or even less.
Being here in The Deep South has me thinking of how amazing it was to be a presenter at The North Carolina Potters Conference 2016 along with my  USU class mate Sunshine Cobb and Steve Godfrey from Alaska. Can you tell by the looks on our faces that the energy is greater than the sum total of the three people? Here we are working on a collaborative piece. The piece was auctioned off to raise money for some young person to attend this years conference.
Hey I am looking at the line up and it looks like more BIG ENERGY again. I’m really diggin’ Blair Clemo’s work and especially those killer cups.

NC is where it’s at with clay. After the conference it is being followed up by The Wood fire Conference. Wish I could be everywhere.

Wednesday, February 15, 2017

Plum Nelly, Rising Fawn, GA




They have the greatest names down here in The Deep South. I’m staying with friends Mark Issenberg and Nona Martini on Plum Nelly Road, Rising Fawn, Georgia. Now how would you like the surname Martini? How cool is that? I wish my name was Anthony Bourbon. This part of Georgia is breathtakingly beautiful. Mark and Nona have a view that must stretch 20 miles.
After a 4 year hiatus from TV I bought a Smart TV before Christmas so I could watch Netflix for a bit of company at night. I started watching Breaking Bad with the main character being Issenberg. I assure you Mark isn’t running a meth clinic here. In fact it is more like a health food clinic. Nona is still gardening in February and we had fresh broccoli, collard greens, bok choi and root vegetables fresh from the garden. Their interests in horticulture are mind blowing.

Missing my man machine Honda snow blower this morning. Feb in Canada a man has blowing to do.