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creativity & clutter

I have spent most of my life interested in clay. It’s been an on again off again relationship. After my last long hiatus, I started up again about 5 years ago. I had read somewhere about the exercise of making 100 similar items to gain proficiency. This seemed like a good time to tackle the 100 project. Since I love coffee mugs, I decided I would make 100 of them. I would keep notes about handles and glazes and finally make my perfect mug…HA!

I made red ones and blue ones, I made tall and short, I made perfect swooping handles and awkward little ones. And I made 100. As the project was wrapping up my husband gently asked what I was planning to do with all the mugs. Hmmm. I hadn’t thought about the problem of creative clutter. Then it came to me – I would have a sale and donate ALL the proceeds to Habitat for Humanity. It would be too awkward to have a sale and keep the proceeds since my friends would most likely be making a mercy purchase. But if I charged $20 and gave it all away…maybe people would feel okay about taking home a mug.

The sale was a success, I sold all the mugs and decided to apply the 100 project to bowls.

Same idea, different vessel, different charity. This time I picked the local food bank and when the project was over they took a picture of me handing them an oversized check for $2000!

Fast forward to last September and I once again wanted to tackle mugs in search of the elusive combination of design, colour and function. I didn’t keep count this time but ended up with the same problem of creative clutter. The newlyweds selected 8 for their new life together. My friend LKG selected 10 for her lake retreat. And still I had plenty.

Then it hit me. We were hosting the post-wedding brunch and would be serving coffee to 75+ guests…what if I casually offered them to people after they drank their coffee?!?

Brunch mugs

Brunch mugs

Bingo. They found new homes. Win Win. I think it’s timeĀ to switch to knitting for awhile!

HAR

 

 

 

 

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pottery palpitations

I get a physical reaction around pottery. It happened again today.

I went to a community centre packed with hand-thrown, wood-fired porcelain and clay beauties. I’m on a (new) budget so was only supposed to look.

But there is interesting hard wiring in my psyche for instant gratification – but not for anything frivolous or foolish… books, moleskin notebooks, wool, art, pottery, gin…

On the first walkabout, I could have filled a shopping cart with bowls of all sorts, mugs and French butter pots. I held it together for two rounds of the side-by-each six foot tables.

Then I caved for these little beauties from Jane Snider.

And something for my sister from Amy Doole.

then I stopped. honestly.

CJR