In posting my first ceramic pieces, I feel the need to tell you all about Ron, my ceramics professor.
He is amazing. He can throw a pot on the wheel in 30 seconds flat. He also studied under the #2 potter in the world at the time (and lived and studied with the guy in freaking JAPAN for several months before earning the title "sensei," which is a mighty big honor there). Talents aside, the guy is still awesome. He's a huge nerd and is totally proud of it. Plus, he lets us have *almost* free reign with the projects we do. He's a great teacher, in the truest sense of the word.
Anyway, you can tell by now that he's a pretty cool guy. For now, I'll get to the pictures, which I'm sure are the only reason you're reading this bloody thread (and I apologize for the crappy lighting):
My favorite happy accident-
Alice in Wonderland slab bowl (Los Altos, Max's Purple Pink glaze w/manganese stain)-
Chesire cat, side view:
He was done with a cat cookie cutter, a porcelain clown-face stamp for the face, and a needle tool for the ears.
EAT ME & key, side view:
The key above was given to me by my boyfriend (I believe it's from an anime called Blood Plus). I had a shot of the DRINK ME part and a better shot of the key, but my photo editor decided to eat them instead.
The cute little spade I carved on the inside bottom of the bowl got blown to sh*t in the bisque firing (air bubbles- ARGH). The good news is that I discovered how to throw ceramic mushrooms on the wheel, which I am going to "plant" in the bowl along with moss and river rocks. Who doesn't like a fairy garden?
Mishima pinch pot (Los Altos clay, Celadon & Orange Coast Black glazes)
Partial side view:
The side says, "The city lights are cold + violent." It's a line from an Amanda Palmer song called Ampersand (hence, the & on the inside).
Slab pitcher (Los Altos, Seacrest Black glaze):
I have a lot of trouble getting glazes to come out even. On this one, you can see the clay body through at the top and the glaze is really thick at the bottom. I kinda like the effect though.
But WAIT! There's more!
Not only is my professor amazing at what he does, and is generally a great a person, but he's also taking me to Coachella Fest to ride along in my rock hero's limo. I'm going to Coachella with Josh FRIGGING Homme
from Queens of the Stone Age! Ron just happens to live next door to him (and my uncle, incidentally), and decided I have to tag along since I nearly died of oxygen deprivation when he told our class who he's going to the festival with. Plus, I was the only person in the class who even knows who Them Crooked Vultures are.
Okay, rant over. Sorry for writing a book. :/
Now, more importantly, what do you guys think of my haul from last semester? C & C most certainly appreciated.
*Update: I'm really upset because the administration at the school just suspended my professor (two months before his retirement, no less, and after having been there 40 years), because of a difference of opinion. They've put him on an indefinite administrative leave and I'm thinking of staging a sit-in inside the ceramics studio, lol. He's the only reason I decided to take the class again. I'm so tired of bureaucratic BS screwing with my education and my school. Grrrr...