Youv’e worked hard to get a result but there is always that twinge of disapointment.Then once in a while there is a little consolation,when a pot comes out that is actually how you want it to be. Cruel isn’t it,just like life,that little bit of hope to keep you doing something.What are all the worn out sayings, thank god for small mercys, a little ray of sunshine,enough blue sky to make a sailor a pair of trousers bllah blah.

After all that I was quite pleased about this jar, sprayed white,sprayed light green slips,then dipped in honey glaze,just like my hot cross bun.


About timbartell

I was born in a flat in Lambeth the name of which was, Wedgewood house,China walk estate.I'd forgotten this until recently,it dawned on me the significance of the names after I had become interested in pottery/ceramics.I think of myself as a potter in the most practical sense,making pots for people to use.I have never had any formal training,I took it up when the table tennis class was full.My first flat was in the same road as a pottery centre, Elmwood pottery, the best in London, 18 sessions a week and a real community. I love my craft and bore everyone with it, so am grabbing this chance to bore more people via this blog.There may be the odd interesting item, here's hoping.
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