The Story Continues - Pottery Part 5
I wish I was a better story teller because really, the adventures my friend and I had in 1996 were amazing. That year I booked us into 10 sales starting with Mother's day all the way to Christmas. Everywhere we travelled, the crocheting came along with me. It got to the stage where I had so many little circles that I dreaded sewing them together, but sew them I must. Since I had decided that each row needed 18 circles for the length I wanted I started sewing them together in groups of 6 hoping to make my life easier in the end.
We had good sales and we had some horrible sales and through it all, I kept on crocheting and of course potting. By late summer of 96 my sweetie suggested I might just be having too much fun travelling around like a hippy and if I wanted to continue this "hobby" we might just try something different. I had circles finished, but still not enough for my tablecloth.
I had been slowly pushing for a real studio to be built on the same property where we have a small cabin and finally in the fall of 96 I got my wish. My sweetie agreed partially because he wanted to keep me happy and partially because he needed to spend six months in Greece in 1997. He was leaving May 97 and knowing I would have a place to happily spend the summer would make the separation easier to handle. Therefore the building started in April of 97 and was finished just one week before my sweeties departure for Greece.
The building begins in April and there an amazing amount of snow to deal with. We were also staying in our cabin that had no running water and only an outhouse.
We had two friends and my husbands carpentry helper, who wanted a learning experience to help us.
I'm standing on the floor trying to decide the room layouts. I needed three rooms, one as a showroom, one to pot in and one for the kiln.
Up she goes!
Six weeks later the works begins and my sweetie has left for Greece. He was gone for six months. I spent almost the entire six months up there making occasional trips to T-Dot to replenish my clay and other materials. Doesn't take much to make me happy, my wheel, clay, a case of wine, some bear spray and I can say it was the most wonderful summer of my entire life, other than missing my sweetie of course.
Maple Cottage Pottery was born.
Labels: Life Stories