FRIDAY FRIDAY GOTTA GET DOWN ON

I hope you get hired! That would be cool.

And with all the convenient coincidences of your free wireless and shit, it would be just that damn convenient.

But that is useless information.


Let's talk 'bout your proposed courses.

Of the three, I would be most excited to take "Beyond the Studio".


As much as I like the formal art setting (fucking white walls and fancy rigged lighting that is a pain in the bitch and a half to make work properly) I would love to get a better handle on art in other settings.

Hopefully, settings that would allow for some more/different/exponentially better meanings and topics to be explored.

In particular, I would hope that my personal favorite medium of ceramics could be utilized to an even more interesting extent. It has a very unique bond with the outdoors (being raw earth and all) and I would do my best to abused that relationship.

It also, if properly constructed, is durable as fuck. Woooooooo!


I had an idea for a piece that would just involve thousands of cups, coating an area. In a place with significant rainfall.


I'd like to do that oneday.

Oneday.


But I'm also not continuing my education at UCSB so I can't take this course, even if it were to be offered.

I can only wish Des the best in her luck. And jot down my own project idea for future use.


And that's it.

Excabarated.

FUCK YEAH.

GOT SOME NICE MUGS THIS BATCH.

LET'S TALK 'BOUT 'EM!

THIS HERE MUG.
YOUR BROWNNESS AND PURPLENESS PLEASE ME.

Okay enough yelling.

The glazes I chose were not brown or purple. In fact, the glaze recipes available to use this week did not include any purple glazes. We don't have the right minerals to make the recently cobble together purple.

Somehow, my combination of a coat of clear glaze over certain areas of Blue Chun, and what looks like some slightly watered down K9 glaze, made for a very scrumptious combination.

I also managed to work out the handling of the handle attachments. Some advice from a relative helped me to figure out a little niche that people seem to hold affinity for. Might have to do with the innate tendency for people to play with little nobby things in their hands.

Sweet blue mam'ma jamma.

I am very please with the blues that corroborated here.

Straight up Cobalt blue (slightly thin to let throw lines show through)and Blue Chun overlapping in various places. Solid Blue Chun inside with cobalt on the lip. A nice clean feeling there. Orbit commercials be damned.

I did this one to test out my control of blues. I have a commission of a set of four mugs in the works and this confirms my suspicions on how the two glazes will react.

Now you know a bit about my thought processes during glazing.

Fucking crazy basically.


And that's it.

Liberate.

Also a little outa place, bear with me here.


(This is unrelated, but music for reading is fun sometimes too. Obviously, already very popular, but fuck that. Sound is good:
)

Interesting development: I have been making so many fucking cups that there has been a surcharge of 50c added to each of them that I make. Hahahahahahhaa.


Silly production costs.

Anyways, a freeform post is a paralytic injection of freedom.

I am not sure what to do, beyond share interesting things.

Or maybe just stupid things.


But this class has taught me something particular. Few things are stupid, arguing from the proper perspective presents points to postulate upon.

Or are, hopefully, at least funny/entertaining.

And now for something completely different.

Back to reality.

Oh wait I lied.

I spat out my drink to that one.

Glad I don't have a phone that has auto correct.

Haha.

Moving on.

I've been enjoying my Chinese Art history glass greatly lately. Since my professa' has been talking about Chinese ceramics. I am a little pissed that, in general, ceramic works are considered to contain less thought to them than the calligraphy or painting of the era. But after seeing a large majority of the ceramics, I don't feel so bad. I guess I will have to prove them wrong by making some ceramics that not only are beautiful and filled with grace, but also have incredible thought provoking power.

Somehow.






I'll figure it out. I think.


And that's it.

Stories.

I think I know what I want to talk about.

I HASS... the STOREE.....

But in order to make it a project I need to find a good way to tell it.

I am not sure how to do this.

Let's come up with some pedantic bullshit.

1. Broken bisqueware tower/pyramid. It was a bad idea, and so is this. Almost got into really deep shit. Maybe dropped? I like this one the most, as the material is very dear to me. Few other things are as deeply related to me as that. But I didn't know about it at the time. Hmmm.

2. Chalk drawing with a dystopian ending. Since I don't really want to get shot, I could draw out what could have happened if I had acted stupidly. This is also kinda good, but I need to get myself some chalk. Hmmm.

3.

And that's it.

Glazes and bricks.

Wake up, ceramics, food, work, minecraft.

Ugh.

Busy busy busy.

Guess that is why this was late.

But oh well.


Video editing software is insufferable.

So fuck that, raw video time.

How do I sound.


Yeah, I'll figure out something for music.

Time to build this.

Also today, managed to glaze a bunch of cups. Hope to get 'em out of the kiln soon to sell.

Cough cough.

Cough.

Gotta start on a commissioned set of four, anyways.

Need to bust out some real business.

I look forward to all the projects tomorrow.

Still need to figure out a real anonymous kindness/beauty project. It is turning out to be a little more difficult than expected.

Or maybe just as difficult as expected.

Maybe... chalk...

Hmmm....

Time to build and think.


And that's it.

Hubris.

UNRELATED:


Now that that is out of the way.

Let's talk about pride.

God ducking fammit not that kind of pride!

The kind you have when you do something good or cool!

Usually anyways.

I'm supposed to talk about a time where I felt pride after making a work of art.


This is kind of awkward for me.

I feel really great whenever a ceramic piece that I make comes out really nice.

But I feel this after each piece. And it always seems to be greater or different than the last.

Like that musical scale that seems to go up forever.

Like this:


This is because I see my past self as an idiot.

(And my future self as kind of a fucker too, but that isn't the point.)

So I go into this weird self depreciating spiral of

"Oh man this is great!"

"Wait fuck I should be doing better argh!"

"Workworkworkworkwork."

You get the idea.


So lets talk my most recent favorite piece.

I made a set of five small ceramic vessels, as a commission for a family friend, and I really enjoyed how my glazing brought out the delicacy of the forms.

They were all very small and intended for use in a tea set (With one being slightly larger to hold candies or sugar or some shit. Dunno, but it was awesome.)

But the glaze was a simple use of cobalt blue and clear glazes. Each was double dipped on the outside with cobalt (From opposite ends, so the line where they overlapped was darker.)

The insides were coated in clear (which makes a nice gray on B-mix clay bodies) and then splashed with some more cobalt blue glaze in a pattern I came up with. Using a calligraphy brush.

When I was glazing them, I had only the vaguest idea of what it was going to turn out as, but I was extremely pleased to see what my results had wrought.

I had even gotten some comments from other people at the studio over my glazing choices.

Yeah, that was showing off a little, but I guess everyone deserves a little pride once in a a while.

I try not to do it that often.


And that's it.

Embaras-mint.

Hmmm. Okay this is kind of hard.

I can think of times I have been embarrassed, but no time when it has been a really severe and humiliating ordeal.

Wait.


I got it.

Okay, At the beginning of my time here at UCSB, I attended the orientation. It was to get my bearings and to talk to the adviser for my major. Ceramics.

I spent most of the day going on tours and being either bored or learning some genuinely interesting things that I would need to know.

I finally got to the office of the adviser, and had a chance to speak to her about what classes I would take to start off my degree.

She asked me what my focus in art was.

I said Ceramics, and after she gave me a quizzical look, I told her that - on the school website - ceramics was listed as an area of focus for an arts degree.

She told me that it had been canceled for several years.



I was confused for a moment.

And then just generally very discombobulated.

And really fucking embarrassed.


She gave me some important forms and told me to think about how I would progress.

Now, that was pretty bad on the embarrassment scale.


Then I had to go tell my parents, who had taken me up to Santa Barbara and were eagerly waiting to hear all about my orientation.

This blew the previous moment out of the water.

Not only was I mortified that I had made such a catastrophic error, but I had to tell my parents - who can barely afford to help me with college anyways - all about how I fucked up.

It was... not fun.

But I worked through things at least.

Soooooooo yeah.

Ugh now you all fucking know.

Good times.


And that's it.

P.S. ( If you are reading this Trela; Hi! :D )

WEDNESDAY , WEDNESDAY , WEDNESDAY

Anything, eh?

Okay.

I am okay with that.






Crap. Hmmm...


Let's talk about the speech I have to give this weekend.

I'm attending a speech class online at Moorpark community college.

I am doing so because I need a public speaking course credit fulfilled.

The course entails online video lectures, weekly quizzes, and four on campus speeches.

This weekend I have to give my third speech. My informative speech.


My informative speech that I have yet to write.

I do not want to write thi-

What the.

Wha-

Ffffffffffffff-

Fine!

Fuck you Hermione!

I'm going to write the shit out of this thing!

My topic is ceramics? Awesome! I love ceramics! I'm a god dammed potter and I am good at it at that!



I'll show that bitch.

Thinks she is better than me.

Fuck her. And her stupid wand...






Okay time to stop procrastinating and being silly.

Off to actually get some work done.

I should be fine. I genuinely enjoy ceramics and I know the topic like the back of my hand.

I'm gonna focus on crystalline glazes and inform the audience about...

Chemical processes.

Physical processes.

And some historical impact.


Shit, that sounds good.

This will work.

Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaallrightythen.



And that's it.