Saturday, May 19, 2012

Pots on the porch... today!

I'm showing off my last 2 kiln loads today on my front porch and you're (of course) invited!  
It'll be plenty sunny and I've already dusted off the deck chairs and stocked the cooler with ice.

306 Carbonate Street
Noon - 4pm

See you then!

Tuesday, May 15, 2012

Pots on the Porch -- A Spring Ceramic Sale

You're invited to pop by my front deck for a cool drink and a look at my latest pots before they join
me on my summer adventure in Ontario!  I've got fresh mugs, bowls, flower baskets and shot cups!  


306 Carbonate Street
Saturday May 19
12-4 pm

(And yes, I'm still pushing maple syrup so there will be flasks and spouted decanters as well!)

Thursday, May 10, 2012

Wednesday, May 9, 2012

sQmerritt ceramics headquarters is going on holiday

It's true!  I've been cleaning out the studio and packing up all the work/life essentials for our big trip to the homeland.  Back to the middle east.  Just a ways east of the GTA.  Belleville, here we come!


Tom and I often dream of those beach holidays I overhear sunkissed friends and strangers bragging about -- Mexico, Cuba, the Dominican...  And a friend recently told me of the elaborate plans she'd made to experience all that France had to offer (including a french cooking class.. ya, in France)!


But being this far away from family -- and specifically a wee two year old and a fresh babe due mid summer -- can get old, and the shorter holidays in Ontario end up being stressful fits of mini visits.  What better way to rid ourselves of all the missing everybody than to get right in there!  Our goal is to arrive in Belleville June 1st... my sister's possession date at her new house and likely the end of my current friendly relationship with the 2 inch wide sash (cutting in) brush.  I'm guessing by June 5th we'll be up to our armpits in "Oh no, what have we done?"!


But in the interest of getting stuff done, I'll be bringing a mini version of my studio!  I'm super stoked about making a new space and making new friends -- potters and appreciators alike!  I've already recycled my garbage bin full of slip and cleaned my wheel.  I'm firing my second last of two kiln loads today.  And I'm packing up all my studio treasures:  typewriter keys, 1982 thesaurus, and #6021 dark red mason stain!  I've made space in the basement so the rest of it will be awaiting my return in September.


Tom's been fixing up the Airstream.  Without a proper landing spot -- studio or house -- the ol' tin box will be pulling triple duty:  1 part cargo hauler, 1 part en route camper, 1 part proper Belleville studio!  There's even been some discussion about whether or not Black Knuckle will be able to join us in there! Seriously, people, making plans with Tom is not for the faint of heart.


So to my Nelson Wednesday Market friends and the Columbia Basin Culture tourers, I'm sorry we won't be sharing sunscreen and watermelon whales.  I'll really miss catching up with you and I hate that we don't run into each other down town throughout the year.  Let's make a date in the fall for tea and until then, check in every once in a while to see how Bellevegas is treating me.  (And if you're looking for pots you can still get 'em at the Craft Connection in Nelson, the Kootenay Gallery in Castlegar, Grand Forks Art Gallery in, well, Grand Forks, and on the coast my cups are holding up the mug wall at the Gallery of BC Ceramics on Granville Island).


To my GTA posse:  LET'S GET READY TO RUMBLE!  Seriously, once I get set up I'd love to have you over for a little show and tell (read:  Mum & Dad, can I have some people over)?  I've received some sweet notes over the course of the year and it would be nice to meet all of you!  And Belleville, I've spent some time in your town.  Ross, get ready to hook a sister up with some eggs.  Market in the square, I'm coming for your fresh veg and local honey.  Downtown pubs with decks in the sun, I can't wait to drop by for an afternoon cider!  Finally, Bellevillians (wait, that makes you sound like bad-guys... Bellevillers?  Bellevillagers?  Bellevillage People?) let me know if you'd like to have a hand at making pots!  I'll put together a little crafternoon and stock up on freezies.


Alright.  That's enough yakkity-yak.  I've got a kiln to load and some laundry to put on the line while that sun's a-blazin'.  I'll keep you posted on my packing progress -- you can tell me what I'm forgetting.

P.S.  Does anyone out there want to summer-sit my houseplants?

Thursday, April 26, 2012

Killing (a tale of technology advancing faster than society can politely manage it)

Some people say that video killed the radio star.  These guys, for example:

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Others still would argue that video killed the photography star.

It's all a lot more killing than I'd normally talk about, but in my opinion, Android phone photography killed the gallery experience.

For real.  This was the only real downer at NCECA -- the ceramics conference I attended last month.

If I had a penny for every time somebody with a camera phone stepped in front of me while I was looking at a piece of art (either mounted on the wall or displayed on a plynth) I would be a wealthy gal.  And I really ought to have charged a hand modeling fee for all the times I was looking a cup or bowl and someone didn't want to wait for me to put it down to snap a shot.

Brutal.

I'd be lying if I told you I didn't miss having my camera.  I wanted to take it but knew I'd be grumpy about dragging it around.  Looking back, I wished I'd brought it along and documented a number of amazing things.  But for many people there was no discretion and so instead of seeing the pieces in three dimension, they were quickly scanned through their 2" x 3" digital screen as if there was a prize for racing through the gallery and having the most photos.

Sorry to moan, but it was so distracting and commonplace that it definitely took the joy out of looking at celebrated masterpieces.

Am I missing something?  Am I alone in the opinion that this use (abuse) of technology is crossing a line?  What line -- privacy in a public place?   That might be reaching.  How about a shared understanding of the intent of experiential space.

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Too much?  Well, maybe we could just apply the old adage:  "There's a time and place for everything".

What do you think?