tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-66130774829240284932024-02-22T15:15:12.370-05:00Little Bear Clayworkslittle bear clayworks, north carolina, pottery, wheel thrown, wine glasses, goblets, mugs, dinnerwareRobin F McGuirthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16452038504111946278noreply@blogger.comBlogger67125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6613077482924028493.post-62511143418379292582012-06-08T13:12:00.000-04:002012-06-08T13:19:03.484-04:00Wheel Thrown Pottery Communion Sets<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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posted since November!<br />
We've had a grandbaby (Samuel Alan) and an engagement (daughter Sarah to Nick Patton), a college graduation and much, much more!<br />
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Life is busy. Life is interesting. Life is more than fun.<br />
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We were re-landscaping a large part of the grounds before Sarah's engagement. Now, her wedding will be held here on the farm, so...landscaping is in full gear.<br />
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And, I've finally carved out enough time to throw more pottery than just the commissioned pieces. So, I chose communion sets! (Of course) My favorite forms...and vessels of honor,.A true honor for me when I can join in the communion of saints all around the country. Find them here: <a href="http://www.etsy.com/shop/littlebearclayworks?ref=si_shop">http://www.etsy.com/shop/littlebearclayworks?ref=si_shop</a>Robin F McGuirthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16452038504111946278noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6613077482924028493.post-9190107349095951432011-11-11T17:03:00.001-05:002011-11-11T17:11:19.877-05:00New Pottery at the Wine Maestro, Mooresville<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">Little Bear Clayworks now for sale at the Wine Maestro in Mooresville Town Square on Williamson Road. Visit the shop (open seven days a week) for wine goblets, beer steins, platters, carafes, wine chillers and more this holiday season.</span><br />Robin F McGuirthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16452038504111946278noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6613077482924028493.post-4504159515995812952011-06-08T17:14:00.004-04:002011-06-08T17:25:17.562-04:00Raku Pottery Workshop<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjSbS1E-Gsu7MEHfWCiiQO7u_qYDFZ7dTmKpaG6_kB_qfb4V8kZTZU497jxxqRVjyqIoN3xGks7FHVthaBWNa5L08wBIEzzr_x7s0NzMeGrBU-iBhdiNAfxTdHL00DAgatD4bYTPx4WD6DG/s1600/raku2.jpg"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 156px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 186px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5615962449322762882" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjSbS1E-Gsu7MEHfWCiiQO7u_qYDFZ7dTmKpaG6_kB_qfb4V8kZTZU497jxxqRVjyqIoN3xGks7FHVthaBWNa5L08wBIEzzr_x7s0NzMeGrBU-iBhdiNAfxTdHL00DAgatD4bYTPx4WD6DG/s200/raku2.jpg" /></a><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg5u9wBIaylxYvNNeP62a1h2mloLUpQmVSdH3o9smSoKCHJ7SUNScrIpx0PTqrVQDKv1RJA5egrW9PmVcvjS7fNP2lNt-4WScuGqnMs3Pok91KwFHKLk4DiPe-yVkpD7gX2lF3Qde3blkwX/s1600/raku1.jpg"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 191px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 227px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5615961073325928418" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg5u9wBIaylxYvNNeP62a1h2mloLUpQmVSdH3o9smSoKCHJ7SUNScrIpx0PTqrVQDKv1RJA5egrW9PmVcvjS7fNP2lNt-4WScuGqnMs3Pok91KwFHKLk4DiPe-yVkpD7gX2lF3Qde3blkwX/s200/raku1.jpg" /></a><br />I love this technique! </div><br /><br /><div>I attended a raku workshop with Sawtooth, taught by Gaff Pearce, and these are two of my resulting pieces.</div><br /><br /><div>Raku is instant gratification. We all took pieces already bisque fired and learned the process of raku by doing. And the pieces are glazed so quickly we took them home immediately.</div><br /><div>Great fun, even if it is just for display (never use).</div><br /><div></div>Robin F McGuirthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16452038504111946278noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6613077482924028493.post-22753225736193400392011-06-03T14:28:00.005-04:002011-06-03T14:41:54.922-04:00Vineyard Series<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgUNrTbR1T6q-dPHb-AVFEUzsxRtmn_XYx9OFqXgfzetbfQTiyZdvhZgsQddgmyxNSZ4w4HGcEUF0uS-yKkG_afU6J0Ah1YnhSvxvzb_Am8WlBs-C2MVQlAVoV-f0x5HeVULAKZqpQCl3u8/s1600/gvs2.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 382px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5614062644599935570" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgUNrTbR1T6q-dPHb-AVFEUzsxRtmn_XYx9OFqXgfzetbfQTiyZdvhZgsQddgmyxNSZ4w4HGcEUF0uS-yKkG_afU6J0Ah1YnhSvxvzb_Am8WlBs-C2MVQlAVoV-f0x5HeVULAKZqpQCl3u8/s400/gvs2.jpg" /></a> Grape vines are growing strong, and with them, lush leaves!<br />I love this series, the Vineyard Series, even if the season limits the pieces I can create in it each year. These are the first of our grape leaves, and as the season goes on, I will switch to leaves of a local vineyard (with permission, of course).Robin F McGuirthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16452038504111946278noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6613077482924028493.post-55370094210074275732011-05-25T13:02:00.005-04:002011-05-25T13:16:41.710-04:00Ahhh, Weddings!May is for weddings!<br />We just celebrated our anniversary<br />this week and on the same date<br />one happy bride and groom<br />in Virginia<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgzRqoA0LSeFKam_PB_wXDl5JO5-0ggGL70JJFiwvuOY4A-UG8iLWUiIrLCr2FvfZnXclzBfTvP3MP6l5ndD7FZkcMNhGBCtjx9oLNnykfwZ87cRxxMiXpPECMHL4nGyj9N8AgRf32YglC1/s1600/minipit11.jpg"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 254px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5610700768852922562" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgzRqoA0LSeFKam_PB_wXDl5JO5-0ggGL70JJFiwvuOY4A-UG8iLWUiIrLCr2FvfZnXclzBfTvP3MP6l5ndD7FZkcMNhGBCtjx9oLNnykfwZ87cRxxMiXpPECMHL4nGyj9N8AgRf32YglC1/s320/minipit11.jpg" /></a> shared wedding<br />communion in a custom set<br />of pottery they had commissioned.<br />And, the during the month<br />many couples did the same!<br />But, one bride and groom<br />chose these personalized<br />mini pitchers to place in guestrooms<br />for those attending. I can only imagine they<br />were filled with beautiful flowers. And, hopefully they will be used to warm syrup, or serve gravy, in the homes of those guests for years to come!Robin F McGuirthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16452038504111946278noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6613077482924028493.post-24199838283638883462011-04-14T18:14:00.016-04:002011-06-03T14:41:13.806-04:00Pottery Communion Pieces<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhZvu2JREqi7MkuVabESt2FkunZPXHVjxJ82XoRt7T8RZnNNYnIP9WRuayQg6nNM4irzacEwaOMZzBkvFF1-85Hk_xR07hozCfWgZhvdTAIra8y0G1C4z1Cn9cwy5bEGEoI9yAvYMMUOB69/s1600/cibrmnmr11.jpg"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 207px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5614065348581749666" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhZvu2JREqi7MkuVabESt2FkunZPXHVjxJ82XoRt7T8RZnNNYnIP9WRuayQg6nNM4irzacEwaOMZzBkvFF1-85Hk_xR07hozCfWgZhvdTAIra8y0G1C4z1Cn9cwy5bEGEoI9yAvYMMUOB69/s320/cibrmnmr11.jpg" /></a><br /><br /><br /><div>I field more questions about communion pieces than any other pottery. I like it that way! And most churches and wedding parties require only the simplest of communion forms. But, some,<br /><br /><div>request pieces that are more unusual, more challenging and, if possible, even more fun. So, for those of you who have asked for, and would like pictures of, ciboriums, I have photographed a couple. Along with other communion pieces. The lava bowl is over 12" across and the ciboriums are 9" and 10" tall for reference. </div></div>Robin F McGuirthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16452038504111946278noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6613077482924028493.post-22639113178570692122010-09-24T09:21:00.006-04:002010-09-27T17:31:42.833-04:00Pottery at Fall Festivals and Events<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEic5L0_EUhEHBQpKSIADOaZ53YqQLPB3SH_tgp8-zxbYIL6M7KN4MWNsUJAvcCtTbIH_wYLRlPlb-UruxvycJ-7IzqzP46XqVlTMnWwuzbXxqb-wviqL98dNFYRPKNc2tiR80UD7mRsFuSO/s1600/gbtr4.jpg"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5520473671172504498" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEic5L0_EUhEHBQpKSIADOaZ53YqQLPB3SH_tgp8-zxbYIL6M7KN4MWNsUJAvcCtTbIH_wYLRlPlb-UruxvycJ-7IzqzP46XqVlTMnWwuzbXxqb-wviqL98dNFYRPKNc2tiR80UD7mRsFuSO/s200/gbtr4.jpg" /></a> Today is a packing day. I have to locate bags and tissue, crates and tags and the like. Because, tomorrow is the Pumpkin Festival. <div><div><br /><div>Then on October 9th and 10th I'll be at the Shelton Vineyard's Harvest Festival.</div><div><a href="http://www.sheltonvineyards.com/">http://www.sheltonvineyards.com/</a> (click on events)</div><br /><div>And October 14th at Feather The Nest A private open house shopping event benefiting Red Bird Mission and located at a home in Longview Country Club (south Charlotte, Waxhaw, Weddington).</div><br /><div>Whew! Glad the kiln has been repaired.</div></div></div>Robin F McGuirthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16452038504111946278noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6613077482924028493.post-77750857090730843702010-09-15T20:53:00.003-04:002010-09-15T21:13:33.362-04:00New Pottery at the Downtown Statesville Art Crawl<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEik6lsa_eLrvU5Cicky8_GhhJ0K0Lvt1PFnoRdrd7FDgzeRSwi3MAxXvts6YpeFBcSixIFoEHlaCrvcP6eQk9xaZwd16W4CGFIZ49ozlYIVLMtwvYmzLlomnpkMKs4L2lTMiYX1Ax9OFzVu/s1600/bbws6.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 271px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5517311510515360210" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEik6lsa_eLrvU5Cicky8_GhhJ0K0Lvt1PFnoRdrd7FDgzeRSwi3MAxXvts6YpeFBcSixIFoEHlaCrvcP6eQk9xaZwd16W4CGFIZ49ozlYIVLMtwvYmzLlomnpkMKs4L2lTMiYX1Ax9OFzVu/s400/bbws6.jpg" /></a><br /><div>Friday, September 17th, is the night for the Downtown Statesville Art Crawl. GG's Art Frames and Gifts on Broad Street is the first gallery to carry pieces from the new Babbling Brook line. Wine goblets, mugs, platters & more will be available at the crawl from 5:30 until 8:30. Join us there for wine & munchies and meet visiting artists as well as gallery artists.</div>Robin F McGuirthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16452038504111946278noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6613077482924028493.post-1704816395474295392010-08-15T07:38:00.009-04:002010-08-15T07:51:20.530-04:00Grape Vines<div><div><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgV3jClUq1BxbxAEdVvm7wRQ_0GSfJa7Sb27UIldeowHus4Vr4ev_Z0fC95DNeHL2nzq2Lc5hB1zobgddoeZuflwLaC2ocPnEUOuIZcaIZznxhN4N8kXaoRpYa0bfkofPNOn3NzfbknIrfA/s1600/grapes10.jpg"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 289px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 206px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5505600165903350738" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgV3jClUq1BxbxAEdVvm7wRQ_0GSfJa7Sb27UIldeowHus4Vr4ev_Z0fC95DNeHL2nzq2Lc5hB1zobgddoeZuflwLaC2ocPnEUOuIZcaIZznxhN4N8kXaoRpYa0bfkofPNOn3NzfbknIrfA/s320/grapes10.jpg" /></a><br /></div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjjiNH8eDpPvVCoXbZdHSrG-wSqcbRWbjXNur7ylxC1bnSS28223bYsu12GOgCOl5yNttEa6_0oLu0FQDyctwklhmQE7qkp-oaq-SudUII9lgDnEz6OdU_jC3DvxacdI1pl1k2JZYkNbY4D/s1600/grapesckn10.jpg"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 182px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 134px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5505600976137886210" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjjiNH8eDpPvVCoXbZdHSrG-wSqcbRWbjXNur7ylxC1bnSS28223bYsu12GOgCOl5yNttEa6_0oLu0FQDyctwklhmQE7qkp-oaq-SudUII9lgDnEz6OdU_jC3DvxacdI1pl1k2JZYkNbY4D/s200/grapesckn10.jpg" /></a><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 284px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5505600620651689970" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjTcUNRxioDaSJI097s8BmAd0U-hXE7GzijQYwhyphenhypheneUrLTuOBCQhnd04SwikkHNv5VjfwN3oq-cL_2iZYRJbwPy1cU7i9_otHuhJ1tq96T1ANYB5OhZehxM4eevvO4t0pNSj0J4h_s9aJGYl/s400/grapejlly10.jpg" />The grape vines have been well used in the pottery studio this year, and now it's time to use them in the kitchen. We harvested the grapes and made grape jelly. And, we harvested the pears and started making pear butter. The canner is in high gear and there is another bushel of pears mellowing in my garage waiting to meet the same fate. </div><div>Today's project, amending garden soil and adding fall vegetable plantings. </div><div>Farm life....</div></div>Robin F McGuirthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16452038504111946278noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6613077482924028493.post-45840888705240206512010-08-06T07:12:00.004-04:002010-08-06T07:29:18.614-04:00Pottery on the Work Table<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj6OfUDUeqshjvaCpnp8_jnKnaYHBM7LG9Tuv06Tl4a4w-pfiQ3bN7UMrBpjtfMJb1uXI5kyINv4b6UGPnB5UV7prwM3rBp9jbW3AXjOeZE61xoc3DAUtQ3pjOb2zo-BICpRwi-5idKaAjR/s1600/onthewrktble810.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 492px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 316px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5502253835687904706" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj6OfUDUeqshjvaCpnp8_jnKnaYHBM7LG9Tuv06Tl4a4w-pfiQ3bN7UMrBpjtfMJb1uXI5kyINv4b6UGPnB5UV7prwM3rBp9jbW3AXjOeZE61xoc3DAUtQ3pjOb2zo-BICpRwi-5idKaAjR/s400/onthewrktble810.jpg" /></a>The last week proved very productive in the studio. After facing issues that kept me away from my wheel much of these past two months, I finally found time to delve in deeply. The kiln is full and firing a load of bisqueware and this greenware, along with the rest of the countertop full, is waiting - or drying - for it's chance to face the fire. Several of these pieces are of the hand-built grapevine series, and platters for watercolors, bottles and lidded pinecone jars join them.<br /><br />It feels very satisfying to spend my days with muddy hands!<br /><br />Next week, a repeat.Robin F McGuirthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16452038504111946278noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6613077482924028493.post-34308327771897678152010-08-04T09:15:00.002-04:002010-08-04T09:21:04.408-04:00Custom Pottery Wine Goblets<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh_H4H0jl2zsiJb2Lg-u6Ift5Bbax1w9xpaPrsQ8isHp_vYBswP4V5mSBeLTKp8N99F0ZFwuvJIpyMpG8qg_MCQEtjAmPnmiqfl_izSxAIKXn7hul1bSfzVMswrNsyViJozN_pDbFEJhIx3/s1600/cltlkcbord10.jpg"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 337px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5501542885747436242" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh_H4H0jl2zsiJb2Lg-u6Ift5Bbax1w9xpaPrsQ8isHp_vYBswP4V5mSBeLTKp8N99F0ZFwuvJIpyMpG8qg_MCQEtjAmPnmiqfl_izSxAIKXn7hul1bSfzVMswrNsyViJozN_pDbFEJhIx3/s400/cltlkcbord10.jpg" /></a>It's always fun to be given a request for something special. A gift to be presented to one on behalf of another. <div> </div><div>To be trusted to create something that will honor both the giver and the recipient. Something that captures the feeling of the moment and the occasion.</div><div> </div><div>It's just a little sad when you aren't there to see the faces and know if your efforts met their mark. I gather from the email that this set did, and I thank the giver for the opportunity to share in their celebration!</div>Robin F McGuirthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16452038504111946278noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6613077482924028493.post-72035094206818106602010-07-27T11:22:00.006-04:002010-07-27T11:36:05.970-04:00New Glaze Series<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgPPkKjrqzMX-IcR3AisG0PSTZfuFEfbLdOmVbdmVQdYJ1nks5r5kedwLWtYM_OtXV8-EOVITF3f36CLpzkqjN-Im2iEtWcSdW02nt5zFoYPzvcXUM15jb47Mw5VnwQ2gLNFUi9UG7pCtUe/s1600/newglz10.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 549px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 343px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5498607224286612962" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgPPkKjrqzMX-IcR3AisG0PSTZfuFEfbLdOmVbdmVQdYJ1nks5r5kedwLWtYM_OtXV8-EOVITF3f36CLpzkqjN-Im2iEtWcSdW02nt5zFoYPzvcXUM15jb47Mw5VnwQ2gLNFUi9UG7pCtUe/s400/newglz10.jpg" /></a>This is one of the new glazes I've been working up this year. Sarah named this series "Babbling Brook". Deep brown, glossy, smooth and nearly wet on the body, it has overlapping foamy colors of soft white to pale green/blue. Click on the picture above for a close-up.<br /><br />When you test a glaze it takes many months to be certain it marries well with your clay body and firing techniques. We've been working on this a while and it's definitely a keeper!Robin F McGuirthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16452038504111946278noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6613077482924028493.post-4149237828107677552010-07-23T11:17:00.012-04:002010-07-23T16:35:47.746-04:00Pottery Studio<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEggmZ65_vy5v0_ogPIYFSAbrcUNhUz5fZBXUJBKW4rP9IHpGR1huFcZx3WzZcR98xcpqrt0kKxNg_ZIvHf7OqnvjHb4u6qMCvgNbGNswLssbgXiAWDhQyRGYmPICz3jGthjwe6sxNPxmM_D/s1600/studpic3.jpg"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 251px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 310px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5497128208383388770" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEggmZ65_vy5v0_ogPIYFSAbrcUNhUz5fZBXUJBKW4rP9IHpGR1huFcZx3WzZcR98xcpqrt0kKxNg_ZIvHf7OqnvjHb4u6qMCvgNbGNswLssbgXiAWDhQyRGYmPICz3jGthjwe6sxNPxmM_D/s320/studpic3.jpg" /></a>The studio is finally done.<br />When we started this project, nearly 20 months ago, we didn't realize all of the life issues that would get in the way.<br /><br />But, now, it's an easy place to just be. Wonderful windows and light, plenty of pot lights for late evenings, shelving and cabinetry to spare (today) and air conditioning...I even have running water again.<br /><br />The only thing you can't see here is my wedging table and scales under the front window. The kiln area is in the next room - through the french door.<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi4jqn8YTkObcmnyi-ShAxh-BD2KD8Ah6TjRawoS4szqlG0b-QrFNCd6TDGC5Iw7zeiKO3iAB8VYDgE-E3dySfxm5bu3zPuDrqd-mjmlgFa8JvmGc1y4T8oL6aqBifGbZE5k182xJHKHeh_/s1600/studpic1.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 297px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 446px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5497121565731033730" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi4jqn8YTkObcmnyi-ShAxh-BD2KD8Ah6TjRawoS4szqlG0b-QrFNCd6TDGC5Iw7zeiKO3iAB8VYDgE-E3dySfxm5bu3zPuDrqd-mjmlgFa8JvmGc1y4T8oL6aqBifGbZE5k182xJHKHeh_/s400/studpic1.jpg" /></a>There is a double glass sliding door on the front leading to a small patio with table and chair - simply heaven. And flowers. Trees, flowers, grapevines and blueberry bushes...just through those doors. The only thing left to do is the pull-out bins in lower cabinets for glazes. And, that can wait. Right now I just want to create in this beautiful space...thanks, honey, for all the hard work!Robin F McGuirthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16452038504111946278noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6613077482924028493.post-52326356488172190322010-07-15T12:14:00.008-04:002010-07-27T11:51:06.763-04:00Loss and Gain<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjlm7_Rms1RNln05XTO_DniWXwoO6daUjjPT1rSRPjQpB7bmzb6GVfEguCdpEAnSxOskNyxZhPD3ORh9Nh52zsNrpXdH_AFGE17Y-_8keHJwWGBXObKXd4n0tILTz_6Gfi54tngqssn4ERz/s1600/Waylndmilitrygr.jpg"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 265px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5494170723193793858" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjlm7_Rms1RNln05XTO_DniWXwoO6daUjjPT1rSRPjQpB7bmzb6GVfEguCdpEAnSxOskNyxZhPD3ORh9Nh52zsNrpXdH_AFGE17Y-_8keHJwWGBXObKXd4n0tILTz_6Gfi54tngqssn4ERz/s400/Waylndmilitrygr.jpg" /></a>Wayland Myers McGuirt went home Tuesday to be with the Lord.<br /><br />He was born in rural Waxhaw, North Carolina, in 1923. He was raised on a farm and lived in an old wooden house where he could see the chickens underneath through the floor boards. He worked hard all of his life and shared the stories with those of us who remember him.<br /><br />He served in World War II as a member of the 345th/87th Infantry Division, a Golden Acorn. He marched through Europe and faced cold worse than the mornings on the farm when he awoke with snow on his blanket that had come through the roof during the night.<br /><br />He married his wife, Sally, in December of 1943 and they gave life to four children; Brenda, Judy, Charles and Alan. He worked at a cotton mill during the day and on his small farm at night to feed his family. And he proudly worked to buy a modest brick home and his own piece of America.<br /><br />He lived a simple, quiet life in the country as an outdoorsman. He hunted and fished, and he raised and trained hunting dogs that were the talk of the south. He sang in a gospel quartet and traveled to churches around North and South Carolina. And he grew some of the best tomatoes you ever tasted.<br /><br />In May of 1983, when I married his youngest son, he stood beside my husband as his Best Man, and they always were best of friends. My husband called him Pop and my children called him Grampa. And he stayed with us long enough to make a lasting impression in how we live; in how my son holds his gun when he hunts, in how my daughter sings love when she speaks his name, and in who my husband simply is.<br /><br />He waited patiently these last few years to go home and be with his God, his parents, his sister and his wife. He waited patiently these last few months when in the hospital. He waited very patiently these last few weeks when under Hospice care at his daughter's home. And now, his waiting is over, he is absent from the body and at home with the Lord.Robin F McGuirthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16452038504111946278noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6613077482924028493.post-10505587888413721792010-07-10T12:49:00.004-04:002010-07-10T17:14:31.364-04:00A Perfect Day on the New RiverWe spent many days like this when the children were younger.<br />Days where breakfast is a slow process,<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi5RUFNrw01Nf9VGCK7667OVt9auekAgFVAj1YJA6EHFP6-9Kx9kpp8nDvxPfQtyHxv7UEZOHCfj2d2fz0KG6EQomMEPX7SGABYvPN94TQ2_cQDph_PHse7Xgxf2C8BssT9vKo13usfSgwE/s1600/rvrbnd10.jpg"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 266px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5492321302395537570" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi5RUFNrw01Nf9VGCK7667OVt9auekAgFVAj1YJA6EHFP6-9Kx9kpp8nDvxPfQtyHxv7UEZOHCfj2d2fz0KG6EQomMEPX7SGABYvPN94TQ2_cQDph_PHse7Xgxf2C8BssT9vKo13usfSgwE/s400/rvrbnd10.jpg" /></a> loading up boats and packing a picnic lunch are followed by a quiet, lazy trip down the river.<br />Where breaks for fishing, watching wildlife,<br />picking through river rocks, finding an island for lunch<br />and climbing trees break up the day into small and memorable pieces. Where the sun and the wind combine to form perfect temperatures and only mild sunburns on the spots that aren't exposed when we aren't in our river clothes.<br />With the children now grown, and a daughter in law paddling along, things haven't changed. Behind our mountain home there is a deep and quiet section of river that allows us to spend a whole day without seeing signs of civilization. Instead we watched hawks and herons, ducks and kingfisher, katys flies and log cabin flies, clams that opened and shut for us in the sun, and trout both at the end of our hook and swimming gently beside the canoes. Our youngest even showed us how to catch fresh water snails and judge if the water is clear or polluted.(Okay, after about four hours we did see a few cows, but...that's to be expected.)<br />Peace....Robin F McGuirthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16452038504111946278noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6613077482924028493.post-5412858022234946882010-06-10T13:54:00.003-04:002010-06-10T14:06:36.901-04:00Pottery Grape Leaf/Vine Pieces - Vineyard Series!<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhP8pOhbxVSvkPIMkYOCitAsAOlCSGt1sfTEGpAKwdpczL8SsTD7nmPjzLhE-QMfAYWBMz5rXM_nPn1Q121aaTuZHmWs8IOHEjtY23JnLEhQEk6zQlfMtF8s8nETcZ3SL0PAfC4Eb3hXzRa/s1600/Ptrygrpvnpcs.jpg"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 358px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5481205096905432290" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhP8pOhbxVSvkPIMkYOCitAsAOlCSGt1sfTEGpAKwdpczL8SsTD7nmPjzLhE-QMfAYWBMz5rXM_nPn1Q121aaTuZHmWs8IOHEjtY23JnLEhQEk6zQlfMtF8s8nETcZ3SL0PAfC4Eb3hXzRa/s400/Ptrygrpvnpcs.jpg" /></a>Pieces fresh from the kiln this time include those, pictured here, created from real grape leaves cut from the vines I overlook sitting at my wheel. Glazed in a matt black and stained a natural brown, the vase measures over 17 inches tall and the platter is approximately 13x15 inches overall.<br />My husband is pressing me for a day of building/throwing more - the vines need to be trimmed again! Everything here is growing rapidly this year.<br />These pieces, as well as much of the kiln load, will be available tomorrow night at Abbigail's Gallery in downtown West Jefferson, NC. Tomorrow from 5 until 8 they will throw open the doors and serve wine and food to the crowd, as we enjoy the first gallery crawl of the summer in Ashe County. Join us every 2nd Friday there for great art and lively conversation!Robin F McGuirthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16452038504111946278noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6613077482924028493.post-70851134745931701102010-06-09T21:01:00.005-04:002010-06-09T21:09:58.026-04:00Squash Woes, Part One<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh2dkEALN5sSpAGjYdxaBf7AX6dPVUaat1WbtAI5XRNSVxGzXn5cZW0PVxfJZBCAFDsv0-qNn5XDfcB92ATBIMmj6-9dQssMnJbShw1EobVz3ldcnpCbsNV6bzZ4xUyYX0oKEuyFAb2cJJ8/s1600/veggies69.jpg"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5480945342691389362" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh2dkEALN5sSpAGjYdxaBf7AX6dPVUaat1WbtAI5XRNSVxGzXn5cZW0PVxfJZBCAFDsv0-qNn5XDfcB92ATBIMmj6-9dQssMnJbShw1EobVz3ldcnpCbsNV6bzZ4xUyYX0oKEuyFAb2cJJ8/s400/veggies69.jpg" /></a>Why is it every year we look so forward to those first beautiful squashes from plants so lovingly nurtured...and when they come, they come in an <em>over</em>abundance! We limit the plants each year(due to limited space), carefully counting the mouths to be fed and numbers of fruits required. And yet, the crispers are full, dinner every night includes squash, and bags are being sent home with visitors already. <em>And</em>, it's only the beginning of June - YIKES!<br />Ooo, I mean - YUM!Robin F McGuirthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16452038504111946278noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6613077482924028493.post-3521403038033113302010-06-02T12:41:00.010-04:002010-06-08T08:39:15.263-04:00God's Beautiful Creation, Farm Style<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj8cXiu3M4Lc6mjOlvXbBxbgACvuzAMuwe9bMu9yAJP19B9QTAYwQWHd6mtHYnGqwMxKLsTmKjz1qFnqh6MIIR5FLlnAiWG2KMmTANQn9ntkvXjeBfG0yYXBRiXo6frxJ4dzdUtYSgEJNMh/s1600/lvnd6210.jpg"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 224px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5478218354129217618" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj8cXiu3M4Lc6mjOlvXbBxbgACvuzAMuwe9bMu9yAJP19B9QTAYwQWHd6mtHYnGqwMxKLsTmKjz1qFnqh6MIIR5FLlnAiWG2KMmTANQn9ntkvXjeBfG0yYXBRiXo6frxJ4dzdUtYSgEJNMh/s320/lvnd6210.jpg" /></a> <div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiRRd8uFAsV13TTUy_FK0FRFPOBYfmXtuwkXhqW-NMulq3CO8QibI4cWDZgVCSvvf-yW5FPTS99S1oHMJAnwLBHnhctIQXmtrIpqHnaL5l0z_oPdYUP1xpFAEAD9cqC5tY6NcjO49W8z69E/s1600/pckvg6210.jpg"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 281px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5478217854204161458" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiRRd8uFAsV13TTUy_FK0FRFPOBYfmXtuwkXhqW-NMulq3CO8QibI4cWDZgVCSvvf-yW5FPTS99S1oHMJAnwLBHnhctIQXmtrIpqHnaL5l0z_oPdYUP1xpFAEAD9cqC5tY6NcjO49W8z69E/s400/pckvg6210.jpg" /></a>Mother called a few days ago to thank me for her veggie delivery <div>and, I must admit I was a little disappointed. She said, "Wow, you must have grown a different beet...we had some nice sized ones this time." Hmph. I grow my beets for the tops. Generally, I choose <em>Big Top</em> seeds and enjoy the greens with very little beet. Well, the last were pulled this morning (see picture) as well as the last of one patch of spinach (in my favorite baking bowl in the same picture). And, I intend to enjoy those beet greens steamed in a little cider vinegar. along with the beets that did seem to grow a little larger this year. But, I can deal with that. </div><div></div><div>I love farm life! Strawberries hav<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh5i92MMoKllHYFsuzjNvDRgMq87dDP2AUmtLWSz4bc8VusnnEDI2Mfux0-c4JsvgBC2-dJp5Ajsajyymrehj8mTsrO91KROdrv1cxRR1i5lv_CGmoiiKogrUGR8he_7slWB83_4MGdHHsa/s1600/dill6210.jpg"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 282px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5478220788561874626" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh5i92MMoKllHYFsuzjNvDRgMq87dDP2AUmtLWSz4bc8VusnnEDI2Mfux0-c4JsvgBC2-dJp5Ajsajyymrehj8mTsrO91KROdrv1cxRR1i5lv_CGmoiiKogrUGR8he_7slWB83_4MGdHHsa/s400/dill6210.jpg" /></a>e been frozen this morning, and dill is nearly dry - having been dehydrated in my oven and having filled my house this morning with the most wonderful odor! (Want to try that - fine herbs dry quickly in your oven when set to the convection setting at 150-175...just open the door every 15 minutes or so until you have no moisture left! Time depends on the herb. This is also the way I dehydrate my tomotoes.) Lavender will by drying by day's end and the fridge is full of salad stuff, snow peas, carrots and the like. This time of year I visit the grocery store very rarely! PTL!<br /></div><div>I love that the Song of Solomon refers to <em>My Beloved</em> as He with cheeks of balsam - banks of sweet-scented herbs. With lips of lilies, dripping with liquid Myrrh. He knew all of us couldn't relate to the gold and ivory that describe Him so often. But, here, on the farm, I can relish in this creation He shares with me and thank Him that He is like the best of His beautifu<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjIBeNc5lQXqX_A18WGvrkIjlQRI5PnD0NaWIE2QRoEHQ9m5EgNbi4i0k09HbhEm8XYeqbvvamq4930nA1wzUX1wR2tKL522_OaMJN-ked6jrqFNflRFBAG3HZJJyxOGPu2XZgwdo0PuXbB/s1600/hbrtmmlsks10.jpg"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 400px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 330px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5478222810007482210" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjIBeNc5lQXqX_A18WGvrkIjlQRI5PnD0NaWIE2QRoEHQ9m5EgNbi4i0k09HbhEm8XYeqbvvamq4930nA1wzUX1wR2tKL522_OaMJN-ked6jrqFNflRFBAG3HZJJyxOGPu2XZgwdo0PuXbB/s400/hbrtmmlsks10.jpg" /></a>l creation!</div><div></div><div>Sorry, the lilies are in bud, but not bloom...but the roses - now that's another story! Ahh, farm life!</div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div>Okay, the sun is high. Off to feed the chickens the scraps from the morning (they love the garden, too), and hit the pottery studio! More work to be done....</div></div>Robin F McGuirthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16452038504111946278noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6613077482924028493.post-32464868636362126042010-05-31T21:08:00.016-04:002010-06-09T21:00:48.379-04:00The End of May, and My Favorite Pottery Communion Set<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh5lQ1FRuvD6ehVpL535TARFXQ7e3d-vFrHXboJnpF8rKowOqX380OKFLBkiBV_00KVzWR1MFcrplPEvQEUtSZwOzPm_nYmucjWenqDUZ32-v2YFnvk9NoLWoZZKB85a31Gc_0I3ITrcXnX/s1600/wg2.jpg"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 318px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477609276691594098" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh5lQ1FRuvD6ehVpL535TARFXQ7e3d-vFrHXboJnpF8rKowOqX380OKFLBkiBV_00KVzWR1MFcrplPEvQEUtSZwOzPm_nYmucjWenqDUZ32-v2YFnvk9NoLWoZZKB85a31Gc_0I3ITrcXnX/s320/wg2.jpg" /></a> May brought joys to the farm that were stifled all winter long. Green things and baby animals have brightened the month beyond belief. There wasn't a table that lacked eggs, greens, herbs, asparagus, onions, snow peas and the like. The last of the carrots and beets will be pulled this week, but we won't mourn them - cucumbers, tomatoes and squashes will ripen before the week is over! Spring things will be set aside as summer rushes in!<br /><div>This month included a visit to my sister in Atlanta...to greet the newest member of her family and love on the family that already lives within the walls of her home. We enjoyed several mountain visits and time with Nana and Grandpa and our children as we visited them and they visited the farm. </div><div></div><div>This month also included studio time that included testing several new shapes and two new glazes...to be revealed after more use. My favorite pottery this month would be a communion set, glazed in the soft white glaze that I used on my everyday coffee mug. I tested this glaze on my favorite mug shape nearly a year ago, and in the hustle and bustle of the last year...I forgot I had gallons of this mix sitting in the studio! I love it daily, and throw it in the dishwasher and go to the studio to work, rarely thinking about it again. So, now, this set is available in my etsy shop, see it here: <a href="http://www.etsy.com/listing/48277014">www.etsy.com/listing/48277014</a></div><div> </div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div>May, is also the birth month of my baby girl. Today to be exact...May 31st. She's 20 today. No longer the parent of a teenager, both of my children are 20 something. And, I can't wish her a happy birthday until next weekend...she's in summer school in the wilderness, in an unreachable area. Hope she's enjoying the experience and the day!</div>Robin F McGuirthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16452038504111946278noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6613077482924028493.post-56690667795698057592010-05-03T17:01:00.010-04:002010-05-31T21:41:11.191-04:00Pottery Wine Goblet Exhibition<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhL4zNGtpyFvvz_zLmhe9_MwMvfF-mCZUwM9XIMlL644qESjRCtyrNaqoDknjFQThyphenhyphenrZla5MHiEq0hd4myVJyhnuljUnuFNtN7fnHps9TAkLe7VMUQTIZQ3dq7rEh5bB1ii3S-gmbGEjcXp/s1600/bex10+(1+of+1).jpg"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 295px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 297px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5467155324543339570" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhL4zNGtpyFvvz_zLmhe9_MwMvfF-mCZUwM9XIMlL644qESjRCtyrNaqoDknjFQThyphenhyphenrZla5MHiEq0hd4myVJyhnuljUnuFNtN7fnHps9TAkLe7VMUQTIZQ3dq7rEh5bB1ii3S-gmbGEjcXp/s320/bex10+(1+of+1).jpg" /></a> I am pleased to have been chosen by The Bascom, of Highlands, NC, to exhibit wine goblets at their center for visual arts from May 15th until June 6th. <div></div><div>To check out The Bascom - click here:</div><div><a href="http://www.thebascom.org/">http://www.thebascom.org/</a></div><div></div><div>The goblets will be part of a display that coincides with the Collective Spirits Wine Festival held on the grounds May 21st and 22nd and will help benefit the visual arts center's fund drive. </div><div></div><div>For information about the wine festival - click here:</div><div></div><div><a href="http://www.colectivespirits.com/">http://www.colectivespirits.com/</a></div><div></div><div>A gorgeous place to visit, a great center for art study and a wonderful wine festival...thanks for the honor!</div>Robin F McGuirthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16452038504111946278noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6613077482924028493.post-68890663086072250022010-04-24T10:03:00.003-04:002010-05-31T21:41:56.203-04:00Wedding Pottery, Stoneware Chalice & Paten with Unity Candles<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhoST8igGwdJR_GqJxgaF9noWEw6KJAkfPJqwhuPteR1wp0iu2l5bhtg6Ityy3Yk9Wkd5TM2xk5tbUidwz7zu7yUcRbAjZ1-QJDPEZPlkaAyUAF2Z9qlyVjemAWRPMOFySjETgsZWdKcddB/s1600/wedptst10.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 318px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5463704777528070130" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhoST8igGwdJR_GqJxgaF9noWEw6KJAkfPJqwhuPteR1wp0iu2l5bhtg6Ityy3Yk9Wkd5TM2xk5tbUidwz7zu7yUcRbAjZ1-QJDPEZPlkaAyUAF2Z9qlyVjemAWRPMOFySjETgsZWdKcddB/s400/wedptst10.jpg" /></a><br />Wedding season is here, and along with it comes orders for custom pottery to enhance the service. This set is off to Sara and her fiance in Nebraska. Additional sets will be posted on etsy in a matter of days (my kiln is fired up as I type!).Robin F McGuirthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16452038504111946278noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6613077482924028493.post-59245205250551976312010-04-23T09:48:00.002-04:002010-04-23T09:52:36.514-04:00Downtown Statesville Art Crawl, April 23rdTonight is the first Art Crawl of the season in downtown Statesville. Join us from 5:30 until 9:00 and enjoy art, artists, wine, nibbles and conversation.<br />I'll be at GG's Art, Frames and Gifts - come by and visit!<br /><a href="http://www.ggsartframesgifts.com/">www.ggsartframesgifts.com</a>Robin F McGuirthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16452038504111946278noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6613077482924028493.post-58163069874273857572010-04-12T19:23:00.011-04:002010-06-02T13:38:57.754-04:00Springtime is for Planting...and Harvesting....<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjrwgp4fcYWTGZmjx-Y-8MGpowcnRht9y26E_dcIWrwLTF5IoaQFyPPVV1Gi7ueu_LSIYJO6-fP2bQkpSU8iEFrLs9S5BGLjYcrEy0dR1VeES2xjK8o3bIQdanb6v-kx-K6TIntFv97o0Ak/s1600/gdhs1+(1+of+1).jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 436px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 308px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459397194888856290" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjrwgp4fcYWTGZmjx-Y-8MGpowcnRht9y26E_dcIWrwLTF5IoaQFyPPVV1Gi7ueu_LSIYJO6-fP2bQkpSU8iEFrLs9S5BGLjYcrEy0dR1VeES2xjK8o3bIQdanb6v-kx-K6TIntFv97o0Ak/s400/gdhs1+(1+of+1).jpg" /></a> The garden shed is full of seedlings that spent the long winter on heat mats, under grow lights, and are now ready for planting in the garden. Most of the cool weather plants have been moved out of the garden house already. Above are the wee ones that weren't ready to brave it just yet.<br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjddrnGYmZUrvM1LRY1luUYoduGHqtFDHSkVLaM0TUofp-JIkEnThkSFYOnBUmIhMB-ciV9397bo-oLbpFiIp61gXeMHSH3XoBf8sxmK6Ksjx1FD4_OMCEbBoysw4yNA6T6724uDr5_AXIc/s1600/lt2+(1+of+1).jpg"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 165px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 276px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459396697731566722" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjddrnGYmZUrvM1LRY1luUYoduGHqtFDHSkVLaM0TUofp-JIkEnThkSFYOnBUmIhMB-ciV9397bo-oLbpFiIp61gXeMHSH3XoBf8sxmK6Ksjx1FD4_OMCEbBoysw4yNA6T6724uDr5_AXIc/s320/lt2+(1+of+1).jpg" /></a><br />But, out in the<br /><div>vegetable garden,<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhQfR7PdCpYYl6mfMJoAEGuEWXHI4xrJDZ2UCdNSNhSoghxSe5qGx7Tin13m6dsYvzGGaA1e71SMc6-ruwe_U_mK7X6wco9WIz0cmWi86K3t-DJvLUJ58C-WmbwnZqf7HACkAMhqV4YJ8Dj/s1600/as1+(1+of+1).jpg"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 271px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 163px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459396211841685042" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhQfR7PdCpYYl6mfMJoAEGuEWXHI4xrJDZ2UCdNSNhSoghxSe5qGx7Tin13m6dsYvzGGaA1e71SMc6-ruwe_U_mK7X6wco9WIz0cmWi86K3t-DJvLUJ58C-WmbwnZqf7HACkAMhqV4YJ8Dj/s320/as1+(1+of+1).jpg" /></a><br /><div>some plants are</div><div></div><div>ready to move</div><div>on to the dinner plate. Every night is salad night, and asparagus will soon follow. Young radishes and many herbs are being enjoyed, and strawberries are full of bloom and promise! Up until this year, that would mean the daughter and a hand full of nieces would soon arrive to sit and chat on the garden house porch, within easy reach of the strawberry bed and juicy ripe fruit. This year, everyone is scattered around the world. We should be able to see how much the bed actually produces (although I would prefer the laughter of lovely young women enjoying the season and the company of one another). This year, I will have to put up jam so they can taste spring on the farm from a distance!</div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div></div></div>Robin F McGuirthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16452038504111946278noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6613077482924028493.post-59339040227628162892010-04-07T19:19:00.011-04:002010-04-07T19:42:06.108-04:00Spring is Here....<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhRpMEuwgwMCdYd4EcdLB4kc_YXT-oAbhZ4zmcpXdPDC89ZVDwG-8Fz9YjkJszCndO7viiMKiBX7U72C1nDn30uvA0fsIBoAh4HYsPBbALJDkjQotXSM6GcRuIsDBV_GWWsEuPtpsEXUEMg/s1600/drvwy1+(1+of+1).jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457543392717359154" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhRpMEuwgwMCdYd4EcdLB4kc_YXT-oAbhZ4zmcpXdPDC89ZVDwG-8Fz9YjkJszCndO7viiMKiBX7U72C1nDn30uvA0fsIBoAh4HYsPBbALJDkjQotXSM6GcRuIsDBV_GWWsEuPtpsEXUEMg/s400/drvwy1+(1+of+1).jpg" /></a><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgjSOXbTeqy02BpMAcuMQuNgNNWBrWpM5Try4vopb27JPfnNfM8IACrbr1BQcH3f0jANTwRD8YxijnT9SnF0mL3O9QoP9CxR1IKX7CzFLgG6PuQh9AwqY8NSTl5KV_09_xUIQ40ICDTn80V/s1600/spchk1+(1+of+1).jpg"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 316px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 199px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457542919781696290" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgjSOXbTeqy02BpMAcuMQuNgNNWBrWpM5Try4vopb27JPfnNfM8IACrbr1BQcH3f0jANTwRD8YxijnT9SnF0mL3O9QoP9CxR1IKX7CzFLgG6PuQh9AwqY8NSTl5KV_09_xUIQ40ICDTn80V/s320/spchk1+(1+of+1).jpg" /></a><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiWAorKfSZH2RNDpSu8Q1-agvL_H56e5q29dzIsxv2BRBbmwcx-WRK1OSyCzhvmq-Wp6ilNpcHVXmFJN3qg8VTj7-8s-rck1BFmZTEWbVAXqFenMaUuUxYI-zpcbXv55c25u2tAAqqWkUaJ/s1600/wlw1+(1+of+1).jpg"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 151px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 204px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457542547103377122" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiWAorKfSZH2RNDpSu8Q1-agvL_H56e5q29dzIsxv2BRBbmwcx-WRK1OSyCzhvmq-Wp6ilNpcHVXmFJN3qg8VTj7-8s-rck1BFmZTEWbVAXqFenMaUuUxYI-zpcbXv55c25u2tAAqqWkUaJ/s200/wlw1+(1+of+1).jpg" /></a><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh1A0TlcDCbv6On142vSH9SMJPhfQt9llf5xCtCR7sCysv8xr2Xn4vDRqxgDxZMLvuKRgosv9CQ1W1vLJRgA6TVikrPW_QB0MuYFfPqlqq7aswU5Q3c3pQkIqAqeSLrDx7r9b7TXwNXIS__/s1600/hs1+(1+of+1).jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 464px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 305px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457541784472850258" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh1A0TlcDCbv6On142vSH9SMJPhfQt9llf5xCtCR7sCysv8xr2Xn4vDRqxgDxZMLvuKRgosv9CQ1W1vLJRgA6TVikrPW_QB0MuYFfPqlqq7aswU5Q3c3pQkIqAqeSLrDx7r9b7TXwNXIS__/s400/hs1+(1+of+1).jpg" /></a> Well, Monday was the day. I posted items from the kiln, and I bumped Auntie Jo from my front page. I'd been logging in and signing out and never posting, I didn't want her to leave the front page. I know, I could have extending the number of posts per page, but that would have prolonged the inevitable. So, I prolonged the inevitable by procrastination. It felt different, somehow.<br /><div></div><br /><div>But, it is written "the leaves on the tree are for the healing of the nation." And every spring brings new life and new hope. And so, the long winter has ended. The farm is springing to life and everything looks somehow different....</div></div></div></div>Robin F McGuirthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16452038504111946278noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6613077482924028493.post-79726590895588912912010-04-05T12:28:00.014-04:002010-04-05T13:17:16.583-04:00Kiln Opening!!!<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg8qXXtfI0koZhZuoNsH-hD7biB-kj3FSAjjxQb2WakPLvBM55QMmnrRLs_9ilu02aXQ7JVYutxCDPr9MWJAr3Kgqlrad1wiCWlNukJReJN8FHLipQQ2VALH9FWhVwYbdtn7QVNmIyB7v6V/s1600/1of4+(1+of+1).jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 469px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 312px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456703606418482642" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg8qXXtfI0koZhZuoNsH-hD7biB-kj3FSAjjxQb2WakPLvBM55QMmnrRLs_9ilu02aXQ7JVYutxCDPr9MWJAr3Kgqlrad1wiCWlNukJReJN8FHLipQQ2VALH9FWhVwYbdtn7QVNmIyB7v6V/s400/1of4+(1+of+1).jpg" /></a><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi99heqp_N47eHAY7K0HqdY_DCgICObOZstjDEWQy0iVbK_pobpKa4JUJNitUyzoRtke4twrv4Hd_aWwOO0ohJ-O2UkAtLiJXUe_gNZdQtuwzbNjKrMtCLu6lZrGSFS0glXtmVpPM3ZCfMj/s1600/3of4+(1+of+1).jpg"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 236px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 177px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456703382759599714" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi99heqp_N47eHAY7K0HqdY_DCgICObOZstjDEWQy0iVbK_pobpKa4JUJNitUyzoRtke4twrv4Hd_aWwOO0ohJ-O2UkAtLiJXUe_gNZdQtuwzbNjKrMtCLu6lZrGSFS0glXtmVpPM3ZCfMj/s200/3of4+(1+of+1).jpg" /></a><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjn0E0NzVoF4IsAIaIXWHd9ghidVwUZ2griU6N29uYqPMeKlu03LpSEeBa1A2YNQJDPOLqEjkAsvrB7nfyApeeBMFixo2C4tBhHQwZyUWFrZq8HSnPy1YsN1K4zy2_ObA887F5IFFDM9lxn/s1600/2of4+(1+of+1).jpg"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 160px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456703233254982114" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjn0E0NzVoF4IsAIaIXWHd9ghidVwUZ2griU6N29uYqPMeKlu03LpSEeBa1A2YNQJDPOLqEjkAsvrB7nfyApeeBMFixo2C4tBhHQwZyUWFrZq8HSnPy1YsN1K4zy2_ObA887F5IFFDM9lxn/s200/2of4+(1+of+1).jpg" /></a><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjKmESyGP1VnWLfnLVwep0jKFwmj0yJu6fge6LoS-hxJgiugDREY2-C8VV7m3rVH2vnUbqIdZPsiUMIOCy5gxoYk-nN5XXrkoCsLum_JGaCFntZMBvnI7s6ZdrkTFuut7zrxJwZVuP522ty/s1600/4of4+(1+of+1).jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456703035256476546" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjKmESyGP1VnWLfnLVwep0jKFwmj0yJu6fge6LoS-hxJgiugDREY2-C8VV7m3rVH2vnUbqIdZPsiUMIOCy5gxoYk-nN5XXrkoCsLum_JGaCFntZMBvnI7s6ZdrkTFuut7zrxJwZVuP522ty/s400/4of4+(1+of+1).jpg" /></a><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi4m1u1LSr3lRuqHqEp-4d_WkNTBOPGxHOKpffd_pDKQOj7C0T2YoPiW6Ij-TMhnVugGK6AQDZzXmKCt-ZvZdLx8_JemGhHQb9Po1W92nmPbBmGR3W_ASyxxeemmN3gBl_vLWMbXGnqaG8K/s1600/4of4+(1+of+1).jpg"></a>This morning's work: unload the kiln, photograph, inventory, fill orders and post extras. </div></div></div>Robin F McGuirthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16452038504111946278noreply@blogger.com0