The Decameron, by Giovanni Boccaccio. Cream stoneware, underglaze pencil, underglaze, and glazes.
I’m very pleased with this one. It may be my favourite out of this firing. I’m especially pleased with the way the reddish glaze turned out. It’s a new one for me, and I wasn’t sure how it would react with the clear over it, so using it was a bit of a gamble. It’s paid off, though; the colour makes me think of something alive, but the crawling texture makes it look diseased or decaying. Considering the book is set in the middle of a plague outbreak, I think it works.
My name is Maaike Charron, and I'm a potter in St. John's, Newfoundland. I started fiddling around with pottery in summer 2006, when I was told volunteering in the local clay studio would get me free studio time. I mostly taught myself, spending a lot of time poring over books, magazines and websites, and occasionally pestering the more advanced (but very helpful) potters around me with questions. After about two years, I decided I'd gotten good enough to go into business for myself. This blog, started after my first big craft fair, was created to document the process of becoming a wondrously succesful craftsperson. (Or it will document How Not To Do It. We'll see.)
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