Monday, February 24, 2014

MY SOLO SHOW!!!



Yes, all caps again, this time I am really excited! I was invited by Princeton Charter School, the school where I taught art for 5 years, to be one of the local artists to show in their gallery. I will have ceramics, drawings and some watercolors in the exhibit for the month of March.

I made some new clay pieces for the show, and framed work from the past year that are colorful, fantastical marker drawings.

In progress now, are PCS eighth grade sgraffito pinch pots that we will also display in the show. I have been working with the students, many of whom I remember teaching before I retired. It brings back the memory of how much work it is teaching art, but rewarding too, I must add.

A reception will take place on March 12, from 6:00 - 8:00 p.m. at the Campus Center, Princeton Charter School, 100 Bunn Drive, Princeton, NJ. Open to all, please come.


Sunday, February 23, 2014

BALTIMORE!

Baltimore reminds me of Edgar Allan Poe, the Ravens, crab cakes, Camden Yard, the Baltimore Oriole, the Visionary Art Museum, and the Inner Harbor. I've been there often mostly while visiting with my brother-in-law's family in Towson, the quiet and gentile suburb north of Baltimore. When I  heard the American Craft Council Show was in Baltimore the same weekend, I asked my sister in-law to go with me. The husbands dropped us at the convention Center while they went off to Fort McHenry and the Greenlawn Cemetery.

It was an exceedingly large show, it seemed to me bigger than the Philly show, and with better food inside the space. I was not paying attention to the map and I think missed a lot of clay artists because we were wandering the "fashion/jewelry" aisles instead of "home decor," I learned later. It would behoove me to plan for these things better.

I gathered a few photos: two ceramics artists that were interesting, and one from whom I purchased a bowl.








The large, colorful animals by Scott Causey go through an elaborate process in their creation. The hollow bisques sculpture is broken in random sections that are glazed and fired depending on the type of glaze he wants to use, doing separate firings for red and gold luster for instance.







Then he reassembles the pieces and voila! A bright and lively surface on expressively animated forms! My favorite was the monkey.
 



I love stone - collecting stones, carving stone, building with stone, so I enjoyed Gerald Arrington's stoneware ceramics. All pieces mimicked the surface, texture, color and form of natural stone. Here are two amazing teapots. The lids are the little stone on top and the handles the stick-like long stone on the side.













Finally, I loved the simple bowls of Cheryl Costantini of Nichibei Potters. And as usual the prices, just a bit below other favorites influenced my choice. The first bowl I liked was a golden bowl with delicate, lacy drips on the inside.











But I chose the more subdued brown bowl with a blue interior and a little stripe of blue on the foot. Cheryl said they are wheel thrown and then before they stiffen up too much, she uses her hands to gently square them so they are no longer round and "perfect." I will definitely use this bowl often. Its size, weight and soothing colors will be easy to live with, I think.




Tuesday, February 18, 2014

Is it a Good Glaze or a Bad Glaze?

I test glazes, but never have made enough tests for all the combinations of glazes that I have in my collection. I have different brands of glazes, a few oxides and underglazes, and engobes for slip decoration, all in pint jars in colors from the meekest satin beige, Mayco's "Dune," to Spectrum's translucent, glassy "Christmas Red."

So when I want some elusive  color or textural effect that is floating in my color brain, there is often not a test tile or a product sample that will fill the bill. I need to experiment. And just as with the mad scientist who rubs his hands together and laughs maniacally in his laboratory, out of this experimentation, evil things can arise.

Essentially evil because after having working uncounted hours preparing, manipulating, building, refining, drying, and firing a lump of clay into a a finished product of my hands and brain and heart, by adding the final glaze, I can turn something I was proud of into something I cringe at. It has happened.

But for today, let me post a picture of a glaze result I love. It may not be a glaze effect that is considered a good one by those more experienced than I, but when I opened the kiln and saw this the other day, I was happy.