The kitchen is pretty much finished at last now and I have been spending a bit of time going through pots for my West Ox Arts joint Exhibition which starts on Saturday and some more for Cheltenham Art Gallery and Museum too. It's been good to just sit and look at what I do with a certain amount of detachment from them being made by me and i'm starting to see elements of what I love so much about old country pottery arriving into it more and more. That's exciting to me, just simple things like just pouring thinner slip without worrying that I will have more mess to sponge up unless its done in a certain way. It's strange because i've known since day one that the dribbles of slip, splashes of glaze and messy finger prints are what connects me to the potters that made these wonderful simple flower pots and pans that I surround myself with but i've always felt the need to "tidy up" a bit too much. Leaving those dribbles has taken a bit of effort as the sponge has become routine to me whilst slipping any pot but it has paid off to me I think. Whether or not people will get that I don't know when looking at my pots but I hope so and it makes me happier with what I do. So I have been in a strange place in my head after recent events surrounding my daily life but lessons have been learnt and my focus on my goals has not been effected, these things that are thrown at us all daily as humans can only make us stronger right? I will be returning to full time work on the 19th of Feb, nothing taxing just a bit 'o work on the land again but never the less will constrict my pottery time. It has to be done, I still have no proper workshop and no where I can use as selling space so people can come to me to buy pots, but these are my goals and by hook or by crook i'm a gonna git em! Cheers.