October 2020 brings a new colour scheme inspired by a friends washing line in the Gambia.
I’ve translated this into underglaze colours but then started to see the colours everywhere!
These colours will be used on a series of pots that document October 2020. Each colour has been designated to a temperature and I’m incorporating rain, leaf fall and anything else the weather brings this Autumn.
What I’m particularly interested in is the layering of time. Will the underglazes allow the layers to be seen or will it hide and disguise them? And what will the rain do? Delicate patterns of watercolour droplets or all out disaster?
I’m very happy with the way these trial runs came out. They are Rocket Pots – shaped with 50’s sci fi in my mind and decorated by the elements.
These are mugs made for a friend. I’m not sure if making mugs demotes my practice. There is a weird crossover between art and craft and fine art and design that I don’t understand. Quality of make is really important to me, does that make me a craftsperson? The work is both conceptual and practical, based on a quote from Blake and painted by the elements. Where am I?
I’m overjoyed with these Rocket Pots.
They were hand thrown from white stoneware clay and colours were chosen to represent the temperature at the time of decoration. Blues are cooler, yellow warm and oranges and red the warmest.
The shape comes from the audiobooks I was listening to at the time of throwing. I have a love of 50’s and 60’s sci fi and I was working my way through Dimension X (Adventures in time and space told in future tense).
These are the trial run of the October project which is also looking promising. I’m on day 14 of documenting the month through line and the pots are looking very interesting.
I am decorating one large bowl and 3 rocket pots this month. Every day they get set out with a colour to represent the temperature of the moment. Today was straw yellow.
The colours are building up and I don’t know yet if they will be transparent enough to see what is underneath. Sometimes it rains and the rain dilutes the colours.
I am not in control.