I've been playing with black stoneware, and here are some of my first experiments. I've paired each pendant up with a section of Wendell Berry's poem, "The Mad Farmer Liberation Front".
And here are some other new necklaces:
Monday, August 24, 2009
Monday, August 3, 2009
"Come and open up your folding chair next to me,
my feet are buried in the sand and there's a breeze.
There's a shadow, you can't see my eyes.
And the sea is just a weathered version of the skies..."
4. In Provincetown, I saw a whale breach right in front of me. No joke. It may have been the most beautiful thing I've ever seen.
The Soft Earth
Blueberry Lane Pottery
7. Ate clam chowder. Lots of it. (There are little air holes from the clams in this picture, can you see them??)
9. Acquired a hoard of treasure from the sea.
And now it's good to be home. :)