The Oh, So Humble Bowl

For whatever reason, bowls have not been my favorite thing to throw, but events of this past week have given me a different view.

I packed up a few bowls to take with me to the 280 Boogie, really just to fill up the table more than anything. Several pieces didn't make it out of the kiln in time, so I was worried I wouldn't have enough wares. This is the bowl that's left. Those who bought bowls bought only one, even though each had a mate. Hmm. Maybe people DO like random bowls.

My second new appreciation for the humble bowl came at church Sunday when I was approached by my priest's wife. She asked if I would consider working on a project with her for Lent next year that would also be a fund raiser for the church. Her idea is to sell individual bowls to make the point that there are people in the world who have the equivalent of one bowl of food per day to eat. That's it. I've just completed Education for Ministry through the Episcopal Church and have been wondering what my ministry could be. I wanted it to involve clay, but I guess I lacked imagination to see how that could work out. Voila! I love this idea and will start throwing extra bowls each time I sit down at the wheel.

I 'm a little excited about bowls now. Here's a little bowl I played with in terms of shape and decorating. I stole the idea of painting Iris on the sides--using glaze--from a lady in the studio who made a vase using this technique. There's a mug to match in the kiln room. This may become one of my new favorite things to do!

But enough chattering! I have teapots--and bowls--to throw.