Glassblowing at Corning

Dad came and visited me and we went over to Corning Museum of Glass, which is about two hours from Oneonta. It's a fantastic museum with amazing glassblowing demos, a glass school attached, and an open studio where you can blow glass yourself for a fee. Corning is where most glass technology is developed including the glass for the iPhone screens. Dad and I each made a flower and an ornament with some assistance. 

Then we waited a bit to make ornaments.

Making ornaments was a bit less interactive. Sure we blew them out and chose there color/style, but the shaping was done by the instructor. I cannot wait to take glass blowing at Hartwick.

Below is the final pieces. They had to be mailed because they need 24 hours in the annealer to cool slowly at an even rate. If the pieces cool too fast they build massive surface tension in the areas that cool faster and crack, or often explode. My blue and green flower reminds me of Monet's flowers.

New

So what's new anyways?

I've been in the sauna.

Taking care of my health.

And making Art.

I have also been spending time in New York City, Houston at the NCECA conference, and San Francisco to see my brother at SFAI.

Houston

San Francisco

Dark Winter, Portland Maine

I would like to share some photos with you. I took these on a walk with two friends you may notice in the images. This is winter in Maine.

Ceramics Internship

During January-term I have been interning with a potter named Siem van der Ven at his studio up in northern Maine. It has been a lot of work, mostly pugging clay, making glaze, trimming, glaze testing, cleaning, throwing, sanding, and waxing. It has been a really serious internship that I have enjoyed a lot. Siem challenged almost everything I said which was both uncomfortable but fascinating as it usually resulted in expanding my understanding or definition of a concept.

One of my favorite cups by Siem:

I managed to meet up with Autumn Cipala, my teacher from last spring who introduced me to clay in a hand-building class. There are so many potters and artist in general on the northern part of the coast of Maine it's almost ridiculous  After much contemplation I believe it is because there is such interesting light and natural beauty, as well as some decent conditions for an artist community. I'm sure the flow of tourist in the spring and summer to boost sales does not hurt either. There really is an art scene going on in Maine, I wish to see it develop further and hope that I can contribute soon.

This is my current studio.

Bernard Leach

I wanted to share with you some of my favorite ceramics videos including an artist I have recently been very interested in: Bernard Leach. This video is a good introduction to him, part 2 and 3 are on youtube if you want to keep watching them.

Also, I would like to share this video Colour in Clay, a look at british production ceramics in the day. There are some bizarre lines in this video, nevertheless it's very interesting.

Watching the Animals

As ridiculous as this seems, I think the dog/cat sitting deserves a blogpost. It has been a lot of work even though there has been only one accident of peeing in the kitchen. I write this with a dog in my lap. I'm watching two dogs, two cats, and helping out Rebecca, my younger sister, with rides to school and my attempts to cook dinner while doing an internship and throwing in the basement if there is any spare time. Things mostly go smoothly.

I can tell the dogs are getting cabin fever. I feel bad, I want to walk them, but the recent arctic winds that freezes that harbor over at low tide tells me they would disapprove. In fact, they don't like to ride in the car with me anymore because it takes 15 minutes to heat up. Ollie violently shivers and stares at me in anguish while we drive around town.

I keep all the animals except Rebecca in a room with a heated tile floor at night incase of accidents. At 6:30 I open that door and there is a canine explosion that runs out followed by relaxed and bored cats. When I feed them their hot and still partially frozen meat pellets out Ollie nearly takes my fingers, once he bit the plate.

Mabel has continued to worshiping her satanic corner in our living room, there are probably mice, but I love that she just stares at a blank piece of wall.

At midnight I let them out one last time and then literally swaddle them with a blanket in there bed in the tiled room. Ollie usually howls for half an hour then goes to sleep.

New Years skiing adventure at Jay Peak

Happy 2013.

Dad, Oliver (my brother,) and I shot up into New Hampshire and stayed at Traci's (my dad's girlfriend,) for a night then continued another hour and a half North West to Jay Peak in Vermont. The first day was brutally cold at 7 or 8 degree fahrenheit with blasting winds bringing the temperature far below that.

We took the tram all the way to the peak disappearing into a snow storm at the top.

Top of the tram.

Tram cables reaching to the base.

There was an absurdly large and absurdly American indoor waterpark at the base of the mountain. I have to say the slides were really fun the first twenty times. 

I have not made any new years resolutions, but I hope to post a lot and continue my education.