This has been a quiet week, mostly getting some rhythm going on the wheel. It always seems to take a while to get my mind and body on the same page and keep out the distractions that life brings.
Sadly, a quiet week is still busier than I'd prefer...this week's list included visiting my surgeon for a check-up, a farewell party for Anna Branner, picking apples in preparation for this year's cider making, testing soil on the farm for next year's garden, and spending a bit more time with my chainsaw. Imagine the pots a man could make as a hermit!
Why is it that as much as I enjoy throwing, I have to work myself up to begin? It is always useful to start with something old and comfortable, and I have been making these oversized pie dishes for more than 30 years. They just about make themselves, they are fun to comb, and I love pie. But then, you know that by now. And if you are going to make a pie, a standard 9" is hardly worth the effort, so bigger, in this case, is better. They also make a helluva quiche...I use a grated potato crust that is tasty...
I always think of Eddie Hopkins when I make jugs...and Ray Finch...and, added to that list now is Doug Fitch. I think of my belly when I make a pie dish...
|'1/2 gallon jugs'|
|'Yaz' and 'Zeke'|
|'Agnes' and 'Xavier'|
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