17 January 2009
I've been claying pretty consistently ever since I was introduced to the medium. Let's call it the 'early 1990's' YIKES. It was in a high school class, I think my junior or senior year and I was smitten. It was portable, even if you had to go somewhere to bake, you could still tote your clay wherever. I used to bring a tiny tacklebox to my coat check job and roll colors for beads while the people danced, ate and drank the night away. Hopefully by the end of the night, I could go home and bake up some beads.
From beads and jewelry, I moved to pretty much everything else. If it could withstand the baking (sometimes called 'curing') process, I would try. Anything wooden, glass, metal, even some other plastics were game. Ornaments, trinket boxes, pocket mirrors and the glass candle globes. I've been in kind of a rut as far as the candles go. And that's OK. I'm fascinated with making things very translucent, but still intensely colorful, which gives a whole other personality to the piece, as opposed to when its not lit. Or, on pieces that aren't backlit, the illusion of depth that can be achieved.