Not only how I’m feeling these days, what with the whirlwind pace of my organic chemistry course, but also descriptive of this evening’s pottery session.
Anaïs and I mutually dominated the glazing table tonight. Here are the results of our handiwork, before firing. The two bowls in the front are Anaïs’, and the assorted stuff in the back is mine.

Yesterday was Biker Bob Memorial Day.

“Who the heck is Biker Bob and why are we supposed to remember him?” I hear you ask.

Well, Biker Bob was a rowdy, drunken, belligerent, and often smelly old bike messenger who used to work in the downtown core here in Toronto.  He also had a huge heart, which gave out on him one day at work, after a particularly nasty heat wave brought the smog and humidity to ridiculous levels.

Bob was, for all his faults, a kind and generous man, and an inspiration to many of us who worked out on the road with him.  He knew a thing or two about people, the way they tick, and he was a soft touch with the ladies and the young fresh faced kids just learning the ropes.  He didn’t care where you came from, who your folks were or what kind of a bike you rode; if you were good people, he was your buddy, and if you weren’t, well, he’d buy you a beer just the same.  He died doing what he loved, and he’s going to be missed down here for a long time.

Whether you knew him or not, tip a beer to him and all the ornery old buggers out there who bring a little honest good humour to the world.

My new wallet, made by my friend Anaïs to replace my old plastic thing with the broken zipper, which had been held together with elastics for a week or so.

The ninja panda design is replicated from a doodle Jonathan did a few years ago.

Our latest pootery session was…educational.  I failed to take photographs of the milk pitcher which I attempted, but it would be fair to call it “unique” and possibly “special”.  There was much giggling as I attempted to shore up the cracking walls while Anaïs built a handle, all while the clock was ticking in the last moments of the studio session.  Other projects this week included a turned bowl which I glazed and neglected to take photos of, and this elegant slabware beer stein/coffee mug hybrid, which may or may not lose its handle the instant I fill it with scalding hot liquid:

Here’s a better shot of the other pieces behind the mug.

From left to right: an experimental tray which turned out so ugly that my husband has insisted that I give it away or toss it in the garbage (Anaïs has suggested breaking it up and using the pieces in something else, which I may yet end up doing), Anaïs’ butter dish, a beautiful bunny (which I suspect has some walrus and cthulhu grandparents in the gene pool) made by my favourite 5 year old, and finally, a lovely little green and pink bowl, also Anaïs’ work.