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VAS
Member Rara Avis

since 2000-11-16

Posts 7450
Oregon

0 posted 2015-03-21 03:42 PM

SKILLS

the poetry
of pottery
is in the mixing
of the clay

it’s grains of sand
and ruddied mud
with moisture
and with deft

can bring about
a beauty
when swirled and
dried

then baked
in a kiln
of perfect tempered
heat

the lifting
and the sifting
with molding
and with shaping

with coated
hues
bright or subdued
then heated once again

placed on a shelf
for all to see
in glimmer
or in matte

such artistry
graces the life
of an observer
with gracious punctuation.

March 12, 2015
Virginia Salter

Whether on the shoal or on the shore,
I'll seek the lighthouse evermore.

JerryPat2
Member Laureate

since 2011-02-06

Posts 16975
South Louisiana

1 posted 2015-03-21 04:05 PM

I have seen videos of people who take clay and, with great dexterity, make something completely out of this world beautiful.

~*~ When they give you ruled paper write sideways. ~*~

JamesMichael
Member Empyrean

since 1999-11-16

Posts 33336
Kapolei, Hawaii, USA

2 posted 2015-03-27 08:47 PM

enjoyed...james

VAS
Member Rara Avis

since 2000-11-16

Posts 7450
Oregon

3 posted 2015-03-27 09:05 PM

Thanks you two! For coming in to read and for leaving an encouraging reply.

Whether on the shoal or on the shore,
I'll seek the lighthouse evermore.

latearrival
Member Ascendant

since 2003-03-21

Posts 5499
Florida

4 posted 2015-03-28 10:46 AM

Vas, I understand the beauty of which you write.A close older friend taught this art and I tried my hand. It is indeed an art and when perfected compares to poetry as you say. Jo

VAS
Member Rara Avis

since 2000-11-16

Posts 7450
Oregon

5 posted 2015-03-28 10:51 AM

Thanks, Jo. I took a class one summer during my educator education. Many creations survived the process, but it's very difficult to forget the loss of a piece that was fired prior to being totally dry. It burst back into the grains from which it began. At least it was no more than clay, inanimate. Of microscopic import comparatively.

Whether on the shoal or on the shore,
I'll seek the lighthouse evermore.

Alison

Member Rara Avis

since 2008-01-27

Posts 9318
Lumpy oatmeal makes me crazy!

6 posted 2015-03-28 11:23 AM

Virginia, you stir the truth in the most beautiful way.

Thank you.
Alison

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