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shula and kiln question

updated wed 4 oct 00

 

Earl Brunner on mon 2 oct 00


I went the "legal" route when I put my kiln in 3 years ago.
Pulled the permits and everything. Instead of building the
kiln as I have in the past I bought a Geil kiln. With their
gas certification, it was a rubber stamp job, not a peep out
of zoning and the permit people.
I've had the neighborhood kids over to make whistles and
pinch pots and I have given a few pots out around the
neighborhood to keep everyone happy. No problems. Since I'm
legal, there's probably not much the neighbors could do
anyway, unless someone wanted to try to make a case for a
home business. But I really push the "hobby" side and since
I have a day job, it goes ok.

Karen Sullivan wrote:
>
> I too am in Southern California, and have a kiln in my driveway.
> I live in a backhouse, in an alley in a 100 year old miner's shack.
> The kiln is an updraft and when I reduce I get a little flame.
> My strategy has been to distribute clay objects that come out of the kiln to
> my neighbors. They then anticipate the results of the firing with an eager
> participation. I have been thanked often for the bribes I have distributed.
> No complaints about my firings.
>
> I also would think the following mantra when dealing with the city, although
> please do not quote me on this one...
>
> The fire belching structure you propose to install in your backyard is for
> what use they ask...you say BARBECUE...
> Take on some of the sensibility of Monty Python, and press on..
> Barbecue...
>
> I would also recommend you get good advice from someone other that myself.
> I know of lots of potters in your area that have kilns in their backyards,
> and it is much more common than you think.
> Consider going to a local junior college and ask about the community of
> potters nearby...You will find you are surrounded by potters.
>
> I was firing during the LA Riots several years ago, the helicopters were
> flying overhead, the olive tree on the other side of the driveway was
> glowing a bright orange from the reflected flame, so I just waved when
> scrutinized and continued firing... I'm pretty fearless since then...
>
> Best of luck,
> karen
>
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Karen Sullivan on mon 2 oct 00


I too am in Southern California, and have a kiln in my driveway.
I live in a backhouse, in an alley in a 100 year old miner's shack.
The kiln is an updraft and when I reduce I get a little flame.
My strategy has been to distribute clay objects that come out of the kiln to
my neighbors. They then anticipate the results of the firing with an eager
participation. I have been thanked often for the bribes I have distributed.
No complaints about my firings.

I also would think the following mantra when dealing with the city, although
please do not quote me on this one...

The fire belching structure you propose to install in your backyard is for
what use they ask...you say BARBECUE...
Take on some of the sensibility of Monty Python, and press on..
Barbecue...

I would also recommend you get good advice from someone other that myself.
I know of lots of potters in your area that have kilns in their backyards,
and it is much more common than you think.
Consider going to a local junior college and ask about the community of
potters nearby...You will find you are surrounded by potters.

I was firing during the LA Riots several years ago, the helicopters were
flying overhead, the olive tree on the other side of the driveway was
glowing a bright orange from the reflected flame, so I just waved when
scrutinized and continued firing... I'm pretty fearless since then...


Best of luck,
karen