Trades part I

The Holiday Season means multiple art sales each weekend. Living in Louisiana, this means sitting outside in warm, windy, wet weather one day and freezing, sunny windy weather the next. I don't have time to go to many sales but when I do, my favorite part is the end-of-day trading with other artists. Here are a few.


Andrew Gilliat is a third year ceramics grad student at LSU who will graduate in the spring. He traded me this cup, slip cast with laser details, for one of my prints. It fits twelve ounces of liquid perfectly, so yes, I did drink a beer out of it when I got home.


Ty Harlan is an undergrad at LSU who was in my slipcasting class this semester where he made these bowls. He traded me for a postcard subscription and I am happy. It is in my studio at school for eating noodle soup. This one is spray glazed with the same glaze on some of my eggs in previous posts, though his came out more delicately.


Roberta Massuch just started the ceramics graduate program at LSU this year. This photo does not demonstrate how pillowy her forms are. I spent an hour at the sale this weekend picking up her cups and bowls and trying out the handles on platters. They are strangely comforting. Her work will be at the Appalachian Center for Craft this winter.

I have more to show but I don't want to overwhelm you. Another day.

It will make your nose itch and your clothes vibrate

That's right, the Body is returning for the second time in a year. They will be in Baton Rouge January 4th after a show in New Orleans on January 3rd. When I saw them in August, my jaw dropped when, after a few minutes of belly rumbling bass, Chip began screaming over the drums and guitars, without a microphone. And I have time to make to make a flyer.

Little Bits

The night before my portfolio was due I took photos in the studio of me most recent prints. None of them look very good. Here are two close up bits of intaglio prints from the past month. Maybe better photos will follow.

Notes on Process

At midnight last night I found myself in the sculpture building hallway, waiting for a ride home, wondering how I was still there with my final ceramics critique twelve hours behind me. All that time spent in this building, here is my final project. My professor, Michaelene Walsh helped a lot through out this process.



First, I wrapped dried vines, straw, moss,leaves and paper into nests and dipped them in clay slip. I let them dry a bit on bowl-shaped plaster molds. I dipped them three or four times, then let them dry. I sprayed them lightly with glaze and loaded them into the bisque kiln. As we closed the door, Corrie asked me how the ashes of the vines would burn out without exploding. I had minor panic attacks for the next few days until the door was opened again and they survived.



I spray glazed them and loaded them onto kiln shelves covered with silica sand. Again, a ceramics major asked why they would not stick to the shelves. Again, I trusted my professor because I did not know for sure that they wouldn't. They didn't. All but one survived the glaze kiln. I spent a nervous hour on a ladder hanging all the nests, eggs, and eating doughnuts. I am glad the semester is over.

What's Cookin'?

The end of semester feasting has begun. With the temperatures sinking to 28 tonight, it is a good time to have the oven going. There is sweet potato stew, vegetable broth for soups to come and steamed sweet potatoes to be turned into biscuits.


Meanwhile, this is some of what I hung in the Old Engineering Building Hallway. They are slipcast ceramics, assembled into impossible flying machines. I myself was flying high on sugar as my classmates brought doughnuts, cookies and candy to share for our last day together.

Sale

Red Hot Clay Center in Baton Rouge is hosting an art sale just in time for holiday gift shopping. I will have a few things there while I sit at the Blackird Letterpress table. See you there!

December 2nd!

I had to take a few weeks off to do it, but this month's postcard went in the mail only one day late. Of course, it has taken me nearly a week to tell you about it. This month was a collaboration with my friend Eric Gilyard, currently a resident of a beach shack in Puerto Rico, though we used to live together and before that, work together. To see the image, you will have to subscribe.

Expect daily updates for a while. I have a lot to tell you.