Joyce Lee on sun 29 oct 00
I had little success with "gimmicky" pots... back when I did do some
shows and sales, but some are just plain fun to make and ... to me...
that makes them worthwhile. For example, Dannon's salters ... remindful
of pet rocks with a topknot, but they are functional, as well as fun, in
that they do serve as shakers. Or the magnets that I created cut from
soft slabs something like Lana Wilson's work (in my mind, at least).
They seemed reminiscent of some prehistoric out-of-the-slime&ooze form.
I liked them and would have bought them myself if I'd espied them at a
show. Sold one....only one ... to a good friend.... still have 100 or
so. Good thing they were entertaining to make or it would have been a
total loss.
Tony C. ...... the Reverend????????...... says:
> People scratching their heads to think about pots that guys would like.
> That is a puzzle to me.
MEN AND POTS: I've also known men who appreciate pottery and art enough
to think highly of such as a gift........ but not many..... and those
have had opportunities to learn such appreciation in a home, school or
job related experience. My way oversized mugs sold immediately, most
purchased by men for themselves or for other men as a gift. Several
bought miniature mugs, also, to be used as shot glasses. At MY sales, at
least, only a few men bought other items ... and THEY were gifts for
women. What DID go over well as a gift for men purchased by women or
children were large bowls with an attached card that said, "Dad's Ice
Cream Bowl." Or almost anything that had a card reading "For The #1 Man
In My Life." BUT get those same guys to enroll in a pottery class and
their whole attitude changes. I know a young detective who gets a piece
of my pottery from his wife every giftday .... simply because we took a
ceramics class together and now he's an appreciater.
WOMEN&TOOLS: This is somewhat analogous to women buying tools for
themselves or for other women. We've all heard on Clayart about female
clayarters who are knowledgeable and adept with tools of all kinds; some
make their own. Lynne, my friend, and her daughter build whatever needs
building and do it well. Linda Blossom with her architectural ceramics
and knocking out walls etc must use all kinds of tools. BUT such women
are still rare enough to be pointed out with awe by the majority of
us.... in writing.... on Clayart. On the other hand, we DON'T write of
the male clayarters who use tools, do we? At least, not simply because
they use and understand taking things apart and putting them back
together with the appropriate tools. So men toolusers must not be such a
phenomenon ... while women seem to be. Even the mayor points with pride
to "kickass" women who build their own kilns, operate heavy equipment,
and do whatever it takes themselves in order to operate a pottery
business .... but I don't recall ever hearing him say the same of men
who function thusly.... so one could conclude that men are expected to
have an operable understanding of tools while the same is beyond our
expectations for women ...... or we wouldn't point with such awe ....
The difference was emphasized to me again this past weekend when I
worked the Art League booth. Men shelled out big bucks for the bovine
skull with feathers attached and native Americans painted here and
there, which "artistic" concept I don't quite grasp. They admired
greatly the huge paintings of cattle drives and other western themes ...
especially the photograph of an ancient pickup parked in front of an
equally ancient gasoline apparatus .... Women generally whipped right
past them ..... moving toward the old barns, flowers in vases, mountain
scenes, and children's portraits.
Cat says:
and two of my favorite artists are
> ESHER and Savidor Dali and Im just a plain strange duckie that dont
> follow the rules
Esher is a favorite of mine, too, Cat. My laundry room/pantry has many
Esher posters .... not to keep him hidden but because that's where I
spend considerable time and he always piques my interest. But then so am
I a "strange duckie"...... aren't we all?
Joyce
In the Mojave
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