Went for a walk yesterday. From home, along the top of the ridge that rings in downtown, then up Signal Hill and down the trail through the Battery. Home again. I brought along my iPod, and listened to Mediaeval Baebes and Mother Falcon. It was a cool, threatening-to-drizzle-but-mostly-just-foggy sort of day, so there weren’t many people on the trail. Just me, the music, and the wind. And the ocean.
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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.) View all posts by maaikecharron