It’s September. That means the deadlines for Christmas craft fairs and shop orders are all looming scarily over me, and I am in barely-concealed-panic mode, trying to get ready for them. I am in the studio every morning, every evening, and occasional afternoons besides. I am surprised the cats still recognize me.
And today something snapped and I decided to do something I generally avoid when scrambling like this: I played.
I made some bottles. I’ve never done that before.
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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.)
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