A tale of two pots

[or why I hate glaze]

Once upon a time there was a potter who threw two pots on the wheel, one straight after the other, with the same type of clay, in the same manner.

Many moons later after the pots were both high fired, the potter glazed them with Sun Valley Rutile and Woo Blue.

One came out like the poo pot that it really was, rough dark brown and hideously vile:-

The other came out as a stunning gem:-

A camera just can’t do it justice,

but with a 50% failure rate there better be a jolly big market for poo pots.

Cheers dears

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14 Comments

  1. Tanya Savko:

    Definitely a stunning gem – it’s gorgeous!

  2. HAMMER:

    I like em both. I have a serving platter that is like the second example I never knew what the glaze was called.

  3. Madeline:

    whoa maddy, this is cool!

  4. Leanne:

    That is absolutely beautiful!

  5. JoyMama:

    In baseball, batting .500 will get you into the Hall of Fame.

    Just sayin’.

  6. Karin:

    That’s what happens working with glass too – you get something gorgeous, do exactly the same thing – ick.

    The second one IS beautiful…. :-)

  7. Barbara:

    No. 2 is very beautiful. Ooh. That synonym for no. 1 color might be confusing. Sorry.

    The mixed-color bowl is very beautiful. teehee.

  8. lime:

    so strange, i wonder what accounts for the difference. they are wonderful though.

  9. kathleen:

    It is beautiful-and what makes something beautiful? If you love it from the “bottom of your heart”…so I consider myself to have guessed correctly(:

  10. Jocelyn:

    Good news: everyone poos. You have unlimited demand.

  11. Kajoli:

    gorgeous

  12. pixiemama:

    I just love that you’re spending some time with pottery. Your work is gorgeous and love filled.

    xo

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