Grit in the Gears

I am the grit in the gears, the missing bolt, I am the poker of sticks into spokes. I like to know how things work, but sometimes when I take them apart and rebuild them, I have a few pieces left over. I am a man, so I tend to leave reading the instructions until after it goes wrong. And like all men I have a comprehensive mental map of the world and never need to ask directions. I never get lost, only sometimes I'm late, or end up in the wrong place entirely. It's what we do.

Tuesday, 18 August 2009

And More Pots....

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I'm doing this return toward making pots in small steps, the amount of clay I would once throw in a morning will probably last me a coup...
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Sunday, 16 August 2009

A Bit Closer

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A bit closer to what I want, it's coming back to me in leaps and bounds. The clay, an anonymous buff stoneware is not my favourite for t...
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Of Kiln Programmers, Pyrometers, and past Battles.

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I'm seeing an electrician to discuss getting a power supply wired in for my kiln. In earlier times, I've been used to staying by ki...
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I'd Rather be Flying

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Saturday, 15 August 2009

The Sea of Love, Animation.

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The Seafarers - Sea of Love from Eighty Four Films on Vimeo .
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Swapping Consonants

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Reminds me of that old Bill Clinton joke "No, no, I said "Monica, sack my cook!!"
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Wednesday, 12 August 2009

When we were robots in Egypt

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A poem, by Jo Walton, she writes and blogs here. Jo Walton profile . This was featured on Boingboing , where I saw it, wanted to share it...
Thursday, 6 August 2009

Flat Eric, Remembered.

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Over on Gary Rith's potters blog , in the comments, two people mentioned Flat Stanley. I have no idea who Flat Stanley is, and have no p...
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