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Pots...not Bowls

In my effort to avoid making bowls, I made a couple of interesting shapes that are...almost bowls.


You can't tell from the picture, but this is probably the largest pot I've made so far. I wish I could have defined the shape better by bringing in the collar a bit more. But by the time I got to this point, the clay was starting to do weird things and I wasn't sure how much longer I could keep working it, so I stopped here. I still really like the shape and I am very pleased with how the glaze turned out.

Red either turns out beautiful or booger green. I learned that probably the biggest factor in determining what the Jensen Red glaze will do is where it is fired in the kiln. The instructor said to put a note in any of the pots that are Jensen Red and he would put it in a good place in the kiln. It worked perfectly for this one, but not so great for another one of my pots, unfortunately...

This small pot probably turned out to be my favorite from this class. It's small but I really like the shape and the glaze turned out totally different than I expected, but I love it.



The brown was supposed to be a light blue with purples and greens mixed in. The glaze was probably too thin and it turned out a mat brown. But I love it with the shiny darker glaze on the rim. There is one spot in particular (shown above) where the darker glaze started to run and there are flecks of light blue and green. It's just my favorite.

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