Bloody Norah, lost a month again! Well there have been some ups and downs with the studio space in Salford and I didn't make anything for weeks because I thought I might not get them fired. Without going into it chapter and verse, the Monday Pottery Group has got its workshop time back - to be reviewed next week. The ladies galvinised by fighting talk and sustained by homemade cake, organised themselves into action and met with the management to make their case.
Unlike the cake - that didn't last very long, my work has in the mean time got stale I think and I need to kick start myself. Didn't make the Open National or the Discerning Eye, but - heyho - as Janie says, move on.
The bronze idea is coming on and I have found a course, emailled the sculptor and hopefully will tackle ceramic shell bronze casting in 2012 - I'm saving up. It is near Girvan in the southwest of Scotland. Sue fancies a holiday and we will see if we can find a b&b in a pub and she will paint and take photos (seaside and birds) while I play in the foundary. Good Scheme! I've started modelling in wax so I will have some pieces to take up with me if I get on the course, still dogs but more like fox hounds now, think I'll make a pack.
They say moving house is one of the most stressful things in life and I can see how it could be. We have probably lost the house we would have liked because we don't have a buyer yet. It had a brick garage ready for converting into a studio and I was dreaming of driving to Stoke, walking in to Potclays, pointing at new kiln and saying 'Take that to .........(such and such an address)...........and plug it in!' Well you never know.
