Earlier this spring two clients contacted me about making plates for their families. I've struggled with plates for years and decided that NOW was the time to get my plates down pat. I think I'm nearly there.
One client asked for a set of mixed-pattern rimmed plates similar to my blue and white inlay plates, but without the blue. She saw some examples of plates that I'd recently finished when I tested a friend's porcelain and chose this porcelain over the stoneware I'd been using. I'm really pleased with how they turned out. I'd love them more, of course, with blue inlay, but that may be my next set (for me!).
A second client asked for mixed faux bois and cascading circles for her plates. I broke one of the four faux bois and still need to throw the others, but I am very pleased with how this set turned out.
If you've known me for any length of time, you know I'm a long-time sketchbook keeper. I like to draw. I love tiny-tipped precise pens (which is probably why I love mishima so much) and I like details. I'm not as good with big swooping flourishes, washes of color, imprecision. I decided to take a very-imprecise sketchbook course this month (this one) to stretch myself a bit. I've learned that I hate brush pens but that I love watercolor.
And that I also like bookbinding, which surprised me, because my book is really not precise and generally I like things to line up neatly. However, my book is a lot like my garden, a little raggedy, a little make-do, and I'm finding that it suits me just fine. I'm also feeling a little something percolating. My cups, in particular, have gotten a little looser in their decoration, but I've had this little sneaking "what if. . ." voice in the back of my brain.
What if these were a little looser? What if there was more color? What if I made a cup like a sketchbook drawing or painting every week? Still percolating. We'll see what happens.
Have a good weekend, friends.