October 22, 2012 § 4 Comments
This last week has been a hectic one, trying to tie up the loose ends for MADE LONDON, as well as move into the new temporary workshop. There’s a kiln firing going in later tonight with the last of the pots for London, then on Wednesday I need to get the image below enlarged, which I will take to London in case I feel the stand needs it. Otherwise, I think/hope I’m ready.
I’m really looking forward to (a little nervous about) London, though it feels like ages since I’ve properly been in the workshop throwing. I have a strong desire to make mugs with handles on, which I really want to get on with making but will have to wait until after Christmas before I can start. I think it will have a similar shape to the jug, wider at the foot and narrowing slightly towards the lip, with a full lip to foot handle. But smallish, like everything I make, maybe 7/8cms high. I’m also desperate to make plates.
It’s sad to be leaving my workshop, although thanks to the totally wonderful East Street Arts, I have found a temporary one just round the corner – another disused shop. Heaven Scent is where I’ll be and it’ll do for the time being.
Having to move out of my workshop has given me a jolt and made me think that, actually, if I want Dove Street Pottery to be a stable business, I need a permanent space to be working in. I can’t be humping my kiln all round town every 6 months and if I did I would soon lose the friends willing to help (it is going to take 4 of us to move the kiln on Wednesday). ‘Timing’ was the first word in my last post and would have been very apt again for this post. The day after the man walked into my workshop telling me that I needed to leave, I was invited to a meeting, maybe a mile for here, regarding some new workshops that were being planned.
They are owned by Q20 Theatre, who said they will be ready in 4 weeks. So, I have reserved one (it will be where the people are standing in the picture). I’m thinking that if I’m in in 6 weeks that would be absolutely fine. The thought of having somewhere that’s mine, as it were, is very reassuring. I’ve now got to get from here to there.