The first day of Spring - so fresh and so inebriating started early: at 8 the kiln was turned on, the little god of fire sitting on its lid, geode haloed and smiling. I figured it would take 13 hours to finish soaking and switch off: I would be done by 9 pm.
All went well until about 12:30. Then, the big slow down set in and by 9 pm the temperature was rising at the rate of 1 degree every three minutes. The controller registered 1030. At 00:48 I had had enough, with the kiln at 1257 and no soaking.
Decent results in some cases, including some of John Morgan's chess pieces.
The idea of this series of pots is to think of what lies under the sea: out there, where people for centuries have been discarding their rubbish, their votive offerings and their hated orddnance, the corals and fish live and thrive. But what would I retrieve from the deep?
It is important to remember that what matters is what I make, not what I think. Right?
