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handmade, stephani, and raccoons in the drywall

updated mon 14 may 07

 

primalmommy on wed 2 may 07


Stephani wrote:

>but, i am also completely at ease in my mind, as any
>observer would be who has watched me work, that my
>work comes from my hands and employs many other
>skills and body parts as well !

OK, now, there's a visual image that will have us all wondering ;0)

My friend Ann Tubbs does majolica. She loves to paint. She makes her own
forms, as well, but more as a function of "designing the canvas for my
painting" than as the central focus. Considering that my bisque-fired
cup just gets a dunk in the bucket and hers is still looking at hours of
hard work, I wouldn't fault her if she DID slip cast the stuff she
paints. It's certainly not an easier road than mine, in the long run.

I think the "no slip cast work" rule could well eliminate some very
good, original, arty stuff. But there's the slippery slope problem. If a
craft fair opens its doors to slipcast work, here come the yard gnomes,
ashtrays and lamp bases from the local hobby shop. And my friend Ann
can't price to compete with the potter whose staff mass produces and
paints slip cast "majolica" and sells it dirt cheap by the truckload at
a nearby booth.

The truth is, all these hairs we split in clayart conversations mean
little to the non-potters with a fistful of dollars looking for a nice
bowl to put the lemons in on the countertop. Which is maybe why the
"fully made by my hands" folks get ornery... if I had a row of slip cast
bowls, I could work twice as fast (once the mold is made)
and charge half as much as the potter in the next ez-up who is throwing
and trimming them one at a time. Andd John Q. public knows/cars little
baout our inner romantic rewards.

But sometimes we can't bring ourselfves to do the practical thing, or
stop ourselves from doing the impractical. Yesterday morning while the
kids and I were doing math, we heard a thump -- one of the baby raccoons
(of the family in an inaccessible area under my roof) fell down into a
narrow shaft in a divider wall. For half an hour it chittered miserably
for mama, right on the other side of the drywall from my children's
hands -- but mama couldn't fit down there to rescue him.

So I got out a steak knife and sawed a hole in my wall to rescue the
little varmint. Dang, was he cute. I took his picture and put it on my
blog before climbing a ladder to poke him in through the attic vent his
mom had vandalized for access months ago.

Yep, stuffing invasive animals INTO my attic. What else could I do? He's
a nursing baby and his siiblings are till up there with mama anyway. Did
I mention he was cute?

yours
Kelly in Ohio

Off the the vet with Connor's rat, who has dental issues. It's not gonna
be cheap. Ironic to think that my Uncle Bud would have shot the coon,
trapped the rat and called it a day...









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Kim Overall on thu 3 may 07


Kelly S. wrote:

"... Yesterday morning...we heard a thump -- one of the baby raccoons ...
fell down into a narrow shaft in a divider wall. For half an hour it
chittered miserably for mama, right on the other side of the drywall from my
children's hands -- but mama couldn't fit down there to rescue him.

... Dang, was he cute. I took his picture and put it on my blog before
climbing a ladder to poke him in through the attic vent his mom had
vandalized for access months ago."...

Last year my sister who lives next door had a 'litter?' of baby raccoons.
I discovered this as one had cornered itself behind our barbeque pit which
is parked beside our back door and the dogs were going NUTS to get it.

Locking the dogs up, I caught the baby and transported via a plastic laundry
basket taking it to a rehabber. She said it looked healthy and as she tried
to pick it up, it covered its eyes. The rehabber commented the baby
believed if it can't see us, it thinks we aren't there! Indeed, baby
raccoons are curiously irresistible to stare at.

Kim Overall

marci Boskie's Mama =^..^= on thu 3 may 07


>Kelly said:
>I think the "no slip cast work" rule could well eliminate some very
>good, original, arty stuff. But there's the slippery slope problem. If a
>craft fair opens its doors to slipcast work, here come the yard gnomes,


Wouldnt that be the job of the jury committee in a show ? To keep out
the undesirable pieces? Rather than dismissing an entire method out of
hand, would it be so difficult to look at 1 image before totally
rejecting something? ( and since they charge you a jury
fee whether you are accepted or rejected, it should be no skin off
their teeth to review all images.. )
It is sad to me to come from the overglaze world where we have our
own set of prejudices to find that there are prejudices no matter
what medium you chose to work in . I was kinda hoping you guys would be
more open minded and judge the work and not the method.

Marci Blattenberger Boskie's Mama =^..^=
http://www.marciblattenberger.com
marci@ppio.com
Porcelain Painters International Online http://www.ppio.com


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lela martens on thu 3 may 07


I was kinda hoping you guys
>would be
>more open minded and judge the work and not the method.

Hi Marci,
The method means a great deal to me.
Husband used to work with a man who dabbled in painting in his
off hours, wildlife, moose, deer, etc.
The man then came up with the idea of taking the painting
to a copying company that could reproduce the image on
canvas figuring they would sell better that way. They could be
pumped out by the dozen and he would make a fortune.
The originals
were very bad to begin with, but he had no intention of
telling people his method.
The method means a lot. Ethics are involved. I`ll say again,
the customer, often one who doesn`t know the right questions
to ask, has the right to know the process.
BTW there is a china painter in our guild. She throws her own
greenware. Her painted flowers are beautiful. I respect the china
paint process. Our treasurer`s miff there, is she sells at such low
prices, it undermines both methods . Devalues pottery on the whole.
aaahhh...too many issues.
Best wishes from Lela who will take her cats to the vet this afternoon
for their first of 2 worming pills. I can`t get that pill down their throats
to save my life, so to save my life, I`ll get the vet to do it.
Lela

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Jennifer Boyer on sat 12 may 07


HI Kelly, I too have put holes in the dry wall of my house for the
saving of animals, but in my case it was kittens! I had incompatible
female cats, one old and ornery, one young and in the family way. It
seems the mom-to-be was nervous about having her kittens anywhere
near the old bitty, so one morning she showed up no longer pregnant
and we had NO idea where the kittens were. The kids tracked her and
saw her climbing the shelves of our laundry room into a hole in the
ceiling of the basement. A little quiet listening soon revealed that
she had given birth behind a built-in bathtub, but in an inaccessible
area! So out came the saw and we cut through the wall under the
kitchen sink and brought out 2 beautiful kittens. I had had
experience taming kittens who hadn't had human contact until they
were 6 weeks old (NOT FUN), so was happy to start these little ones
out right. This was a very different experience from the last time
kittens were born in my house: that old bitty, when young, had had
her litter in the middle of the night next to me in bed. GO figure...
Jennifer


>
>
> So I got out a steak knife and sawed a hole in my wall to rescue the
> little varmint. Dang, was he cute. I took his picture and put it on my
> blog before climbing a ladder to poke him in through the attic vent
> his
> mom had vandalized for access months ago.
>
> Yep, stuffing invasive animals INTO my attic. What else could I do?
> He's
> a nursing baby and his siiblings are till up there with mama
> anyway. Did
> I mention he was cute?
>
> yours
> Kelly in Ohio
>
> Off the the vet with Connor's rat, who has dental issues. It's not
> gonna
> be cheap. Ironic to think that my Uncle Bud would have shot the coon,
> trapped the rat and called it a day...
>
>
>
>

*****************************
Jennifer Boyer
Thistle Hill Pottery
Montpelier, VT
http://thistlehillpottery.com
*****************************

Cindy Gatto on sun 13 may 07


Jennifer,
cats will give birth next to humans they trust It's the same as a person
they want someone close for support. One of my cats wanted to give birth next to
me in bed I kept putting her in a birthing area I had set up for her in a
closet,but every time I put her there she would come back to the bed I finally
laid down on the floor right outside the closet and she was fine. It turns out
she just wanted someone to hold her paw through out the ordeal.

Cindy Gatto & Mark Petrin
The Mudpit
228 Manhattan Ave
Brooklyn, NY 11206
718-218-9424
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sacredclay on sun 13 may 07


I enjoyed reading that one! It reminded me of when I had my favorite
cat from childhood, Albert.I didn't know that all calicos are females,
so she became Albertine after (don't ask me where I got the name. kids
think up the oddest names for their pets. My daughter named her gerbil
Monica and My son named the other one Maryanne) Albert was pregnant
alot and each and everytime she was ready to pop them out, she ALWAYS
came looking for me.Animals have a way of bonding with kids and
especially those with a major handicap (I'm deaf). Now my dog, named
Ashley, follows me everywhere. Gawd, two things I lived for and that is
clay and animals. A third is prozacs. Kathryn in Nc experience from
the last time
> kittens were born in my house: that old bitty, when young, had had
> her litter in the middle of the night next to me in bed. GO figure...
> Jennifer
>
>