Upon my return from California, I found that only four of my
ten large boxes survived the bisque firing. It was really a blessing in
disguise since I landed at 2 am and the final glaze firing was set for 11 am.
After catching a few hours of sleep, I spend the rest of the morning glazing my
boxes. For the large ones, I designed and cut out a stencil to make the process
faster, then used a black under-glaze to paint in the penciled areas. After
adding a clear glaze and deciding just to dip all of my little boxes in some
sort of blue (I honestly had no idea how it would turn out), I loaded the last
kiln of the quarter and hoped for the best. And somehow, the best happened.
hooray! |
Apparently the black under-glaze is composed of some cobalt,
so the design turned blue in firing—perfectly complimenting my little boxes,
which fired brilliantly! I guess I completely lost control of my project—of all
the details I wanted to go just perfectly. I thought I failed, not literally
like an F in the class, but just failed to fulfill my specifications and failed
at a medium of art. Which, yes, compared to my original plans the finals fails
to fulfill those expectations, but hello…welcome to ceramics. Today, I was
pleasantly surprised—no, more like ecstatic—when I saw my pieces. I’m actually
excited to hang them and look at them frequently, thankful to consider this
quarter both extremely frustrating and surprisingly successful.
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I'm considering hanging them above my bed...or maybe in the kitchen....or my bathroom. I have a lot of undecorated wall space. |
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