Wednesday, February 18, 2009

Kiln opening

Richard with his big jug.

I have little time to explain the pure power of the the universe today. The essence of today was like pure golden light.

'To create is merely an outcome of an equation. It does not belong to one but all.' feb 09

Tuesday, February 17, 2009


'There is only chance and chance is driven by fate'

Sunday, February 15, 2009

Today I packed my first kiln of the year. It was a Grey morning that brightened by 2. I saw many people walk past and offer but a confused look at what I might be doing in my dusty overcoat and Russian army patrol hat with a dog end hanging from my lip like an old git. I drank dirty tap water from an old milk carton that was three days old. The brown sediment settled to the bottom. I had a yogurt for my lunch and a cup of tea. The yogurt was reduced from 75p to 38p so I bought it. I listened only to the bird song and the pink sky at 5. I packed it with care and so it got dark. I made the jigsaw puzzle door and got dust in my eye. I stumbled around a lot. I had made my silent prayers this day for luck with my wares. As I pissed I thought I might have my ceramic elephants to bring luck to my kiln but then I remembered that if I haven't worked hard enough and I am a fool, nothing in the world is going to bless me. I shall go forth as my own saviour.