Between Then and Now

Only two weeks ago, we had a foot-and-a-half of snow on the ground. Today it's sunny, and crocuses and daffodils are blooming. In three weeks, Saturday Market opens for 2019.

Where did my winter go?

It's supposed to be the "off season," the three months between Holiday Market and April. Time to relax, unwind, maybe even go someplace warm.

Does the studio count?

Since New Years, I've:

I'd feel a great sense of relief and accomplishment, if only I didn't also still have to do before April:

I got started on the last project the first sunny day last week, but got side-tracked organizing the shed and doing a little carpentry project I'd been thinking about for a while, shelves for storing wrapping paper and boxes. Yesterday would have been a perfect day to do it--sunny, dry, warm--but I ended up pruning apple trees and whacking on blackberry cane. Guess I'll do it later, still plenty of time...

I've still got three weeks, right?

Encore Pattern of the Month:

Humming Right Along

On a snowy day following our late February blizzard, I heard a sound from the top of our neighbor's walnut tree. A very disgruntled hummingbird was buzzing from branch to branch, proclaiming his dissatisfaction with the weather to all in earshot. I'm happy to say he survived the snow--he was back again buzzing the treetop the sunny afternoon I pruned my apples.

I used to draw nine dozen hummingbirds a week.

Actually, I used to scratch hummingbirds into each of the nine dozen hummingbird feeders I made every week for Slippery Bank Pottery. I was just out of graduate school, teaching very part time, and making ends meet by throwing production pottery for someone else's studio.

So when I started painting hummingbirds on my pots for Off Center Ceramics, they where highly influenced by all those feeders--stylized, in profile, and frankly not all that good. I was about to retire the design, actually.

Then we got buzzed by a hummingbird at a botanical garden in Seattle. Two, actually, a male chasing a female down the walkway at about eyeball height. It inspired me to take a whole new look a hummingbirds.

Our new Hummingbird is caught in mid-flight, with nectar-filled exotic (okay, imaginary) blossoms almost in reach, on mugs, tumblers, soup bowls, stew mugs, dinner and dessert plates, pie dishes, teapots, cookie jars, baking dishes and servers and french butter dishes. But get them while you can. They move fast.

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