Tales of the goings on at Hollyford Pottery, near the tiny village of Stockleigh English in Devon, England
Saturday, 19 April 2008
I've handled my wobblies
Here are a couple of shots of my workshop. Believe it or not, it's pretty tidy and organised at the moment. One day I'll try and sort out a video stream.
I had a visit from my mate Nic Collins and some of his students. One of his students, Kari has been at Phil Rogers' place until recently, here's link to her blog.
It's always good to see Nic, he's been a great support to me since I set out doing this crazy potting thing and his work's been a major influence too.
It's the folk festival in the village this weekend so there are lots of grey beards and hats around. The pubs are full of singers, fiddlers and whistle players. We're going to open the garage up tomorrow and see if any of them might fancy taking a bargain-priced second home with them. My mate Paul's going to bring some of his wooden pieces down too, we'll see what happens.
I've been to the pub tonight to look for Rob, a storywriter who occasionally comments on this blog, hopefully I'll bump into him tomorrow.
I've got a gig tomorrow night with the Love Daddies in Exeter, so won't be able to join in with the festivities here.
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6 comments:
looks like there's been an earthquake in your studio Doug, hope you get it all cleared up nicely.
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But that is cleared up!
Ahhh! Happy clutter! Looks a lot like my office except where you have clay, I have stacks of paper! Surprisingly, I know exactly where to find whatever I need! The guitar in the bg is an especially nice touch.
I know the Daddies gig will go well! More YouTube please!
Ha ha, looks pretty tidy to me Doug! Good luck with the garage sale today.
You Slob !!!
But but but it's tidy! It's just a bad picture.
Beck, we're so useless at promoting the Daddies. We've got gigs on video but never get it together to put them on youtube. We don't even get it together to publicise our gigs, in fact the last two gigs, we got emailed posters from the bands we were playing with, we printed just the one copy out, which we stuck on the practice room wall. Oh well, at least we knew where and when we were supposed to be playing even if nobody else did.
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