Bookish

I am slowly getting obsessed with making books. And like usual, I'm playing with different sizes, from mini to (eventually) maxi. I made these tiny ones first, partly to work out the different elements that make up a book. My plan was to create a book as a pedestal  for the birds, using titles that might even suggest that irony ensues. 

These are petite...and solid. Up to 3"

Now I'm building them bigger, from slabs, with internal structure to keep the shape from sagging.

This is the first slab built (as in hollow) book. I showed it previously, before adding the bird.

Once I looked at the two together, I felt that I had to cut an opening and make the bird a lid. I guess that makes it an inkwell?

There is a classic photo of a German (or is it Belgian?) salt glazed flask that I have long admired. Like most of my best ideas, it starts in medieval Europe. I've had it in mind to make some for years. That's the great thing about a long career in clay, plenty of time to get to most of the intriguing ideas that tickle one's fancy.

Here's the newest one. Even bigger.

There are butterflies and dragonflies everywhere, even by my wheel.