Feeling Sentimental About A Mushroom Pot

Hi Internet realm, 

So, today one of my favorite mushroom jars is off to a new home, which has me feeling very grateful but also sad. 

I didn't know that parting with the things I'd be making would be this difficult, because inevitably I want them to sell too... 

I think it's because of all the labor that goes into the piece, especially the physical labor on the wheel, conceptualizing, reshaping the form, looking at it from afar to make sure it's exactly how I want it. 

Then the waiting time, the trimming, taking it back home to decorate it, hoping that none of the mushroom pieces pop off because the clay is drying at different times. 

Then hoping that the piece makes it through bisque and the second firing without cracks or ruptures from the clay or bubbling from the glaze. 

And this jar did! And he turned out really great and I was so proud of the work. 

But packing him up today in bubble wrap and newspaper just left me with a sad twang in the bottom of my stomach. 

I told myself I could always make another, the shape and lines and curves are unique to my aesthetic, I could duplicate it. 

But then it wouldn't be special. 

I had promised myself not to churn out production pieces because their personalities would slowly dissolve and I'd be left feeling ambivalent about my pots...but I don't know, I want to make a living through ceramics too...so where is the compromise?

So yeah, so here are my ramblings for today, heh heh 

Love,

Worm Ceramics