L.Louise Lashambe on mon 23 aug 99
Hi Everyone:
Have just returned from Nanaimo after participating in the Tozan firing. We
worked endlessly for five intense days stoking, chopping, laughing, eating,
drinking loads of water, swatting away the pesky hornets, swallowing dust,
sweating and loving every second of it.
It was an honor to be part of this firing. I would like to thank Deb Taylor,
Dave Breadsley and Bruce Breadsley who led the shifts. They followed their
instinct every step of the way. They did not react when at times the kiln
became stubborn or challenging. They worked together and as a result this
was one of the most successful firings.
As for my experience, there were times when I longed to walk inside the
dogie and feel the flame dance around me. I wanted to reach in and touch the
pots. My adrenaline has not been so vibriant in a very long time. It was the
dance of the stoking that seemed to shake every nerve in my body. On the day
we began to stoke the first and second chamber along with the dogie I knew
that woodfiring was a newly found passion. I loved the intensity of
concentration as we stoked chamber one and two from both sides and down to
the dogie for the final stoke. On the last day, Gari played Willam Tell's
overture from his car and we stoked until the third and forth chamber were
complete. As chamber four recieved the last stoke my heart filled as Bruce
mudded the door and the firing came to an end.
It was an experience I will never forget. For all the problems that have
exsisted with past firings the spirit of the Noborigama has retured with
the harmony that surrounded it.
Thanks to all who made this so damn exciting.
Louise from sunny Steveston Village.
Mo and Les Beardsley on sun 29 aug 99
L.Louise Lashambe wrote:
>
> ----------------------------Original message----------------------------
> Hi Everyone:
>
> Have just returned from Nanaimo after participating in the Tozan firing. We
> worked endlessly for five intense days stoking, chopping, laughing, eating,
> drinking loads of water, swatting away the pesky hornets, swallowing dust,
> sweating and loving every second of it.
> It was an honor to be part of this firing. I would like to thank Deb Taylor,
> Dave Breadsley and Bruce Breadsley who led the shifts. They followed their
> instinct every step of the way. They did not react when at times the kiln
> became stubborn or challenging. They worked together and as a result this
> was one of the most successful firings.
> As for my experience, there were times when I longed to walk inside the
> dogie and feel the flame dance around me. I wanted to reach in and touch the
> pots. My adrenaline has not been so vibriant in a very long time. It was the
> dance of the stoking that seemed to shake every nerve in my body. On the day
> we began to stoke the first and second chamber along with the dogie I knew
> that woodfiring was a newly found passion. I loved the intensity of
> concentration as we stoked chamber one and two from both sides and down to
> the dogie for the final stoke. On the last day, Gari played Willam Tell's
> overture from his car and we stoked until the third and forth chamber were
> complete. As chamber four recieved the last stoke my heart filled as Bruce
> mudded the door and the firing came to an end.
> It was an experience I will never forget. For all the problems that have
> exsisted with past firings the spirit of the Noborigama has retured with
> the harmony that surrounded it.
> Thanks to all who made this so damn exciting.
>
> Louise from sunny Steveston Village.
Hello everyone
Louise, thank you for coming to the firing. You were a great assest
and your thoughtful bringing of more and more water to the site was
great...not to mention your great spirt.'
It was a great pleasure to have you at the Tozan site. It was truly
a great firing and I say this without knowing what the pots turned out
like. It was a blast! I loved every minute of it and hated to leave
when day shift was over and often didn't ...however when I started to
see three white and three yellow lines on the 1/2 hour drive to
Ladysmith I decided I'd better catch some Z'sss. Even Jack, the Jack
Russell, hated to go home. He loves the heat of the kiln.
We see the pots tomorrow...hope they are as great as the people who
fired the dragon.
Maureen Beardsley, where it is 11 pm and I'm still baking for the pot
luck lunch tomorrow.
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