Monday, October 23, 2017

Getting ready for a show

Chip 'n Dip bowl - $45


Surf and sand mugs $25 or set of 4 for 80
For those who have canopy tents, tables or shelves, and tubs of packed of priced pottery, I salute you.
I've made pottery for most of the summer (with a few months off when I was sick).  I wish I had taken a vacation, but it's hard to do when you're retired, everyone thinks your life is just one long vacation.  Ha.
Honey pot/jar $35

And so today I meet with my friend Cathy Babul, who will be sharing a booth with me, and the job of getting everything set up next Saturday for the Art by the Tracks show here in Black Mountain.

Large red sunflower bowl (10" diameter, 5" high) - $55
There are joys in this event, as well as some grueling hard work.  Physical work.  Like having a 40 pound weight on each of the corners of the tent.  We have cement blocks.  Hauling them from Cathy's pickup to the tent is one of our favorite pleasures.  Just think how we're saving money on membership in the gym.
Medium yellow sunflowers bowl - $30

The other hard physical labor is loading tubs of pots, tables, and paraphenelia for the show....bags for sales, shelving units, table clothes, clipboard to keep track of sales, petty cash for change, a "Square for phone" to take charge cards....etc.

Red sunflowers vase - $30  Red sunflowers jar - $40

This is the red sunflower series...and I think I've shown just about all of them.

Sunday, October 22, 2017

Multicolored vase

 Joseph may have had a coat of many colors, but this vase rivals it I'm sure.  It's exterior is painted with every color (except black or white) of my Stroke & Coat glazes.  What fun!

The interior is a contrasting stillness of celadon green.

When I was a kid playing with crayons I enjoyed using as many colors over each other as I could...to see what would happen.  This vase says about the same thing.  Porcelain clay. Fired cone 5-6.

Today's Quote:
Mason Weems invented the famous story about George Washington cutting down his father's cherry tree with a hatchet, and then admitting that it was made-up. Weems included that story in his mostly fictional biography The Life and Memorable Actions of George Washington (1800)... the public loved Weems' works. The Life of Washington, for decades, outsold every book in the United States except the Bible.
Writer's Almanac by Garrison Keilor

Saturday, October 21, 2017

Honoring my ancestors - Young girls

Who were the young girls, who grew up and became mothers, aunts, grandmothers and part of the line that led to myself and my children and grandchildren, not to mention my cousins?

I know I said I'd focus on Henry Rogers next.  But this is Saturday, and I always look for something that relates to the Sepia Saturday prompt.  Check what others around our globe have also posted HERE, (look down at the bottom where names are links to other blogs!)



So which photos of girls standing in front of doors can I post today?

I start with myself and my sister, though we're both still alive.
These were our Valentine's outfits.  Yes, red skirts, hats and shoes even!  OK, maybe they were Christmas outfits as well!

Cousins at Gummy's house.  This was probably February, 1947, where my little sister Mary was having her first birthday (she's in the little swing).  Standing behind her is cousin, Claudette, age 8 and myself, age 5, and cousin Sandra, age 7.

Do I have any earlier girls photos?

Baby Ada Mary Rogers being held by her own grandmother "Dear Nan" (Zulieka Granger Phillips Swasey 1858-1935)   Ada Mary didn't live to adulthood, and was the only girl born to my grandparents on my father's side...(1916-1919)  My father was 2 when she was born. Gummy and Poppy, (Ada and George Rogers) had these post card portraits taken...so there aren't any of girls standing on steps.

On the left is Eugenia Booth Miller, my grandmother after whom I was named.  Then my mother, Mataley.  Two of her friends were Helen and Kitty, taken 1922 when my mother was 7.

So here are more cousins.  Since my mother was an "only child" I didn't have any aunts and uncles except the great aunts and second cousins. 



Patsy Jean Rogers, my mother Mataley, and Bob Rogers, cousins.  1934.
Patsy Jean married several times, and had at least 4 children.  I've been contacted by one of them while doing genealogy.  I hope to get in touch again.  Bob became a rodeo rider, and I don't think I ever met him, nor that he married.  Their mother (Great Aunt Rowena Miller Rogers) was married to a Rogers that didn't seem to be related to the George Rogers ancestors of my father's family.  At least I haven't found any connection yet.

I'll leave you with pondering how girls grew into women who married, and then became mothers, grandmothers, aunties etc.  Women were (and still often are) identified by their husbands and children.  So to honor them I can only think how their blood flows in my veins today.  Thank you grandmothers.

Today's Quote:

Gratitude places you in the energy field of plentitude. Perceiving life in a consciousness of gratitude is literally stepping into another dimension of living. Suddenly the seeming ordinariness of your days takes on a divine sparkle.
Michael Beckwith

 

 

  

 





Friday, October 20, 2017

Honoring my ancestors John and son Henry Rogers

I've been tracking some ancestry which has many confusing dates attached. Poor John Rogers.  There either were about 10 of them living at the same time in Virginia (1700-1750) or many documents have different birth and death dates for maybe (logically?) 3-5 of them.

One John Rogers married Catherine or Caty Rogers (she is only known by a land sale and I don't know of any of her ancestors.)  

Remember spelling was pretty optional in the early 18th century, when many people only made a "X" mark when asked to sign their names.  Did illiteracy make them any less intelligent than their descendants with graduate college degrees?  Most assuredly not.  Their knowledge was that of dealing with land, politics, travel, food, raising a family, building a house out of available materials, neighbors, belief in their religion of choice, raising or killing their own food, animal husbandry, herbal knowledge for illnesses, having babies at home, and staying healthy when a doctor had little to offer except setting broken bones.

Documents did exist when land was sold, or wills were written and probates were administered to survivors.  Though a lot of court houses ended up having fires which destroyed many documents of my ancestors, there have been a few found.

And enough of these findings have led me to question my family tree's different branches.

My Rogers Family Bible said Henry Rogers was the father of Rev. Elijah Rogers.  The genealogist which my grandfather's cousin used said Henry had been the son of George Rogers.  But the wills and land documents question this.  There was also a Henry, brother of Steven, whose father was John.  So I just spent hours and hours checking through these documents.



In his will (dated Aug 8, 1794) John Rogers states he's giving his son, Henry, the rights to his land in Leeds Manor, Fauquier County, VA, and to Henry's wife, Sarah, as well as a cow and calf to his grandson John.  




All my records say that Henry (who I know is an ancestor from the family Bible) died in Tennessee in 1794, which was before John Rogers of Fauquier County VA probably died, close to the probate date of Dec. 1794.  These court records in Feb. 1795, (above and below) named that other Henry the executor of John's estate following his death.  He was there to carry out that will as executor in 1795.  A definite red flag that this isn't my ancestor.



And I just found a note on the Find a Grave site for our Tennessee Henry Rogers saying :

The Henry Rogers who was a brother of Stephen and son of John was born about 1761 and died 1835 in Fauquier Co., VA. Henry married Sarah "Sally" Jett. Added: Sep. 21, 2013


So here's to John Rogers who wasn't the ancestor of my line, though he's probably an uncle several times removed.  

I'll share a bit more about my family's Henry Rogers the next time I honor my ancestors.


Today's Quote:

When we give cheerfully and accept gratefully, everyone is blessed.
MAYA ANGELOU





Thursday, October 19, 2017

Combining things vase



 I integrated two thrown pieces into one vase...shown below as it waited to be bisque fired.


Glaze choice, again let's do integrating two glazes...inside and out a coat of Matt Bronze Green...

Then dip the lower half in Raspberry (looks green but won't be when fired!)...which should form some mottled coloration, perhaps some blacks.

Then I dipped the upper half in Plum, which goes blue/green, a shiny glaze. Plum is the same base glaze as raspberry with some cobalt. And sometimes some nice drippy effects.  I had waited till the first 2 glazing dips were almost dry, certainly enough to pick the vase up in those areas.

Then this started to happen after dipping into the plum where it was on the rim.  Oh oh, because some went inside, there were 2 coats of wet glaze over the dry one.  I got out a heat gun and hopefully dried it enough to keep it on the pot.

Here's the finished piece.  Those drips did some pretty things!





Yes this is a pitted looking glaze, so isn't appropriate for food dishes.  But a vase or decorative object can stand it!


Today's Quote:

Do not be small minded. Do not pray for gourds and pumpkins from God, when you should be asking for pure love and pure knowledge to dawn within every heart.
SRI RAMAKRISHNA PARAMAHAMSA

Wednesday, October 18, 2017

Wordless Wednesday (almost)

A wonderful view out the ladies room window (also my header this week!)

Going down stairs to ladies room with flushing toilets (way the heck up here!)







Tuesday, October 17, 2017

Traveling Tuesday

Love to check the miles along the Blue Ridge Parkway...and to check for colors in the trees.

  Last week on Wed. I drove along looking to see how far up I'd have to go to find leaves that have turned.


At Craggy Gardens picnic area turnoff
 After about 10 miles, and a couple thousand feet elevation higher than Black Mountain NC, there were yellows.

 Not many reds, to speak of.

 Our dogwoods used to be brilliant early color.

 Perhaps the storm a few weeks ago knocked many of those leaves down.

 Or the dogwoods are succumbing to the disease which is untreatable apparently.



Quote for today:
Stop running from the ferocity of your own Being...
Burn off all your own games to that in you which is
Pure Intensity...
When you meet the very Core of your Being
become completely loyal to the deepest passion in you
and allow no more waste of time - find that devotion
to Reality [Truth] within yourself...

Aisha Salem
 

Monday, October 16, 2017

Mug-Shot Monday hand painted glazes

Some hand painted tulips, added to some turquoise blue glaze inside and out, and smaller handles that are good for one finger holding.  These are "standard size" mugs.  Of course they're food safe, dishwasher safe, and microwavable.



Mayco Stroke & Coat glazes...with some overlapping colors.  The linework is done with Designer Liner.  I'm not thrilled with brushed on glaze for the interior and the background, would prefer to have dipped or sprayed, but it came out of a bottle, so this is what I did.

Clay is Little Loafers, which is behaving quite well these days.

Quote for today:
As I express my gratitude, I become more deeply aware of it. And the greater my awareness, the greater my need to express it.
BR. DAVID STEINDL-RAST

Sunday, October 15, 2017

Blue Sunday blossom


This hydrangia is located at the Veterans' memorial at Lake Tomahawk.  Captured in August, I hope it reminds you that the building in the background was in heavy use at that time, it's the pool shower house.

Third Sunday of the month is Summertime Sunday, where I'll remind us of some of the beauties of summer each month.

Of course twice last week when the temperature was 90 degrees made me think perhaps summer is just going to continue all year...but we're due for chilly nights next week.

Quote for today:


In truth, the heart must crack open if the soul is to become free. And you simply cannot think your way into that.
Terry Patten