mud and real beauty by karin sanborn

Hello friends and thank you for tuning in to our program. This month I wish to celebrate another artist in the world. Her name is Nancy, she writes the GatorGirlBlog, and she is from New Orleans-Louisiana, USA. Let me explain the connection.

I've been welding and grinding metal like a fiend in the driveway for the past 48 hours. Meanwhile there is this delicate Venus/fertility sculpture in the house studio that isn't getting any airtime because I'm unsure what to do with it next. I can make it serious or do what I really want, which is to give it an alligator tail. This blog post isn't about me today so I ask you to use your imagination instead to visualize this scenario. Think of the Venus de Milo as a reptile and we are on the same page.

If any creative process is going to actually work it can't have sense and rules like accounting. It has to color outside the lines. For some, just a little outside is just the right amount. For me, it's essential to color in another galaxy. Typically I have no problem with this concept. The fact that I hesitated at all on this piece is a red flag to pay attention to. Reminder to self: lighten the 'f' up. To help stay on the right track I decided to buy something that celebrates my love of planet nonsense. It is my most favorite place in the universe. The purchase also supports another artist which I dig. In a perfect world I would be as successful as Andy Warhol and be a patron to all kinds of artists, musicians, etc. To be Atlas to the creative world would be an honor.

Thank you Nancy Wolfe Kimberly of GatorGirlArt for putting your art out there on the internet.
I can't wait for my Alligator Ballerina. It makes me feel like a star.

Learning Curve by Andrea Zimon

I love my pottery class. 
I am far from a master potter. 
I am far from calling myself a potter. 
 I remain true to my calling as an artist by continually practicing and experimenting in this new realm.

The journey so far.....

Organic coil with watered down glaze. It was an experiment. More trials to be performed. 

The grand review of pinch pots.

I was told to make a footed pinch pot. I took it literally. How about a tail, too?

Still figuring out the art of finishing on this carved pinch pot. Nasty clay boogers in the grooves.

  

Pinch pot with a handle. 

Top view of the handle. 

Pinch pot with a cover. I meant to be weird with the glaze colors.
My teacher remarked that I was all over the place with my color selections. I plan everything in my life except my glaze colors. Sadly, the cover got a chip in the glaze which is one of the hazards of pottery. 

One more organic coil with watered down glaze. I carefully painted each ball with glaze except one on this piece.
I was going to say that represents some thing deep and meaningful. In reality, I forgot to paint it.

Soon you will see my adventures with machine coil.