Loaded and Firing
I borrowed Mary's little stool for loadingWith wind gusts throwing the temperatures down into the teens, Levi and I loaded the kiln yesterday. Most of our energy was spent wadding the hundreds of different sized preserve jars that we created for awards for the Uwharrie Mountain Run the first weekend in February.
We got into a groove: squirt glue here,here,here,here... plop a wad here,here,here,here... At one point in the afternoon, I spent an hour unloading the last of the pots from the electric kiln and glazed the bisqued pots, while Mary took them over to Levi to do more squirting and wadding.
We did not get all the pots in the kiln. So, we'll be firing some more soon after this firing. It's 6:47 a.m. now, and I'm tending a slow fire in the kiln, just beginning to add some wood on top of the grates.
More later.
We got into a groove: squirt glue here,here,here,here... plop a wad here,here,here,here... At one point in the afternoon, I spent an hour unloading the last of the pots from the electric kiln and glazed the bisqued pots, while Mary took them over to Levi to do more squirting and wadding.We did not get all the pots in the kiln. So, we'll be firing some more soon after this firing. It's 6:47 a.m. now, and I'm tending a slow fire in the kiln, just beginning to add some wood on top of the grates.
More later.
Front of the kiln
