Cathie Feild on sat 29 nov 97
Thank you to everyone who responded to my question about how to reattach the
breasts on my sculptural vase that had blown off during the bisque firing.
Bob Chance posted that he had good luck mending bisque with 50 calcined epk,
50 100-mesh Kyanite mixed with 1/2 liquid sodium silicate and 1/2 white glue.
I was going to try this, but I didn't have the ingredients on hand and being
the impatient person that I am, I didn't wait until I got them. Instead, I
made up some paper clay using toilet paper and slip and attached the breasts
with this. Then, I smoothed more paper clay around the breasts and used it
to patch a few other minor cracks on the piece (There's an interesting "fish
hook" crack on one of the butt cheeks.). After everything dried, I dipped
the piece in a matte yellow glaze and fired it to ^6. Well, the breasts
stayed on, but the edges of the breasts and the other cracks did not stay
covered. That is, you can see the cracks and the brown clay body on the
edges of the cracks. However, I'm pleased with the piece. I think these
cracks give it interest and character that it would not have otherwise.
I was inspired to write a poem about her:
My Spiritual Goddess by Cathie Feild
One day, I made myself a goddess.
I hadn't intended to; was just shaping some clay,
Exploring my ability to replicate the female form.
But now, she is my goddess; my spiritual goddess.
She's not perfect. She's lumpy and cracked.
But she's also strong; always standing in rock-solid repose.
She has no arms, but can carry things deep inside her.
She is a vessel as all women are. Flowers spring from her head.
She is my spiritual goddess.
Incidentally, just as I finished writing this, the phone rang with some news
I had been waiting for about zoning restrictions on a property we were
interested in. . .the news was good! I think we've found the future site of
"Feild Pottery." More on this later.
Laura S. Jones on mon 1 dec 97
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Hi Cathie -
I too recently made a vessel that was a female torso. She is salt fired
and about 18 inches tall and she also has a crack in one breast. But I
love her - I like to talk into her and hear the echo. I like to cradle her
against my hip; she seems to fit so well. Sometimes I just sit on the couch
with her. (Yes, my husband thinks I am a little wierd) Just wanted you to
know I shared your feelings.
Laura in grey Atlanta
>>> Cathie Feild 11/29/97 09:41am >>>
----------------------------Original message----------------------------
Thank you to everyone who responded to my question about how to
reattach the
breasts on my sculptural vase that had blown off during the bisque
firing.
Bob Chance posted that he had good luck mending bisque with 50
calcined epk,
50 100-mesh Kyanite mixed with 1/2 liquid sodium silicate and 1/2 white
glue.
I was going to try this, but I didn't have the ingredients on hand and being
the impatient person that I am, I didn't wait until I got them. Instead, I
made up some paper clay using toilet paper and slip and attached the
breasts
with this. Then, I smoothed more paper clay around the breasts and
used it
to patch a few other minor cracks on the piece (There's an interesting
"fish
hook" crack on one of the butt cheeks.). After everything dried, I dipped
the piece in a matte yellow glaze and fired it to ^6. Well, the breasts
stayed on, but the edges of the breasts and the other cracks did not stay
covered. That is, you can see the cracks and the brown clay body on
the
edges of the cracks. However, I'm pleased with the piece. I think these
cracks give it interest and character that it would not have otherwise.
I was inspired to write a poem about her:
My Spiritual Goddess by Cathie Feild
One day, I made myself a goddess.
I hadn't intended to; was just shaping some clay,
Exploring my ability to replicate the female form.
But now, she is my goddess; my spiritual goddess.
She's not perfect. She's lumpy and cracked.
But she's also strong; always standing in rock-solid repose.
She has no arms, but can carry things deep inside her.
She is a vessel as all women are. Flowers spring from her head.
She is my spiritual goddess.
Incidentally, just as I finished writing this, the phone rang with some
news
I had been waiting for about zoning restrictions on a property we were
interested in. . .the news was good! I think we've found the future site
of
"Feild Pottery." More on this later.
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