Working in a tiny studio

Setting up a temporary studio, no matter how small or provisional, turns out to be an exercise in restraint.  Spoiled by a giant studio with a separate area for making, glazing and firing, my makeshift workspace is essentially a….table.

Darn pottery hot from the last firing
I wish I had a wide-angle lens for this.

Though verily I sing the praises of this exceedingly patient piece of furniture,  (judiciously  stacked, it can hold well over 300 finished pieces, and provides a flat surface for rolling slabs without much complaint), I admit to anxiously checking in on the studio construction ohhh…. at least fifteen times a day.

Studio taking shape
Studio taking shape

Having taken up undue horizontal space with one of each jars of slip, a couple of ribs, a needle tool and several paintbrushes, I found myself trying to use diplomacy with the work stool… truly, it was him or me.  I won.  Or rather… now, I stand.

This is the magic pottery table

Throwing standing up has the unexpected effect of limiting the height of my work (unless I use a step ladder, which would never make it past the aforementioned work stool’s totally aggro posture in the corner). So mugs it is!

Handbuilding, by the way, works wonderfully on a sunny summer day. Imagine the surface of each drying platter meticulously covered with tiny insect footprints.  Ahh, Appalachia!