Potters combine for pot-luck plan

News Sep 04, 2009 Ancaster News

Is this my favourite time of year, Faithful Reader? I really think I have finally figured it out. I don’t have a favourite. I simply like the seasonal changes and what comes with them. Weather, flowers, fruits and vegetables (or not), clothing, festivals and celebrations. Especially birthdays.

I am currently in the throes of a distinctly delightful project. It is in the early stages and therefore still distinctly delightful. A brilliant idea for an exhibition at the Carnegie Gallery, Nov. 6-29. That may seem almost as distant as Christmas, F. R. Not for 26 (plus or minus) members.

The project is a proposal by Jody Joseph, a gallery artist/member. A dozen or so painter-members were contacted. In turn they each contacted a potter-member. A sort of potluck arrangement. (A very bad pun. Could not resist.) The painter uses the potter as a model and the potter does what potters do. They will make something akin to a pot from clay.

From the list of folks involved, this may well be among the Carnegie’s Best Exhibitions Ever. I was invited by a favourite painter friend who is a portrait artist to be his model. By a stroke of luck, or superb planning, the opening is also the weekend of Arts Dundas.

Coming sooner to the Carnegie is the Freewheelin’ four concert series with Suzie Vinnick as the first artist, Saturday, Sept. 19. Call the gallery or drop in to pick up the series information, tickets at 905-627-4265 or Brian Prince, bookseller in Westdale at 905-528-4508. If you are unfamiliar with the Carnegie for a musical performance, it has excellent acoustics, and a friendly atmosphere.

I recently received a notice of a proposal to build two 10-storey condominium towers at the St. Joseph’s Villa property. There is a phone number 905-627-4903 or Dundasnotforsale@gmail.com . This will create a major change to the landscape. Don’t wait until the shovels are in the ground to investigate. Check www.russpowers.com/Pages/projects/html

I am making a slow recovery from a nasty wasp that stung me. Twice. In my own garden, while minding my own business. It was a rather small wasp, alone, and with nothing better to do, it seems. By the time I got into the house, applied ice, the swelling had begun. The sting was on the inside of my knee and in only a few hours I was wishing I were someone else. It seems that wasp sting was merely the beginning. If I should be so unfortunate as to have this happen again, it could be even more serious. It is many, many years since I have been stung by a creature. The first was when I was, perhaps, eight or nine years old. A family picnic by a river. A bored small girl dabbling in the water. A bee floated toward me. I helped it out of the water. It stung me. No sympathy from any adults. A suggestion came that I put some mud on it. I did. Did it relieve the stinging? I can’t recall. My response was merely that I thought it extremely odd advice from adults who were always admonishing me not to get dirty. That seemed to continue, always.

My mother’s response to my demonstration of how to turn a lump of clay into a pot on a potter’s wheel was, “I can’t understand why a grown woman would want to muck around in that stuff.” Potting was my centennial project. I still don’t know the answer to that question. However, I am getting rather good at it.

Potters combine for pot-luck plan

News Sep 04, 2009 Ancaster News

Is this my favourite time of year, Faithful Reader? I really think I have finally figured it out. I don’t have a favourite. I simply like the seasonal changes and what comes with them. Weather, flowers, fruits and vegetables (or not), clothing, festivals and celebrations. Especially birthdays.

I am currently in the throes of a distinctly delightful project. It is in the early stages and therefore still distinctly delightful. A brilliant idea for an exhibition at the Carnegie Gallery, Nov. 6-29. That may seem almost as distant as Christmas, F. R. Not for 26 (plus or minus) members.

The project is a proposal by Jody Joseph, a gallery artist/member. A dozen or so painter-members were contacted. In turn they each contacted a potter-member. A sort of potluck arrangement. (A very bad pun. Could not resist.) The painter uses the potter as a model and the potter does what potters do. They will make something akin to a pot from clay.

From the list of folks involved, this may well be among the Carnegie’s Best Exhibitions Ever. I was invited by a favourite painter friend who is a portrait artist to be his model. By a stroke of luck, or superb planning, the opening is also the weekend of Arts Dundas.

Coming sooner to the Carnegie is the Freewheelin’ four concert series with Suzie Vinnick as the first artist, Saturday, Sept. 19. Call the gallery or drop in to pick up the series information, tickets at 905-627-4265 or Brian Prince, bookseller in Westdale at 905-528-4508. If you are unfamiliar with the Carnegie for a musical performance, it has excellent acoustics, and a friendly atmosphere.

I recently received a notice of a proposal to build two 10-storey condominium towers at the St. Joseph’s Villa property. There is a phone number 905-627-4903 or Dundasnotforsale@gmail.com . This will create a major change to the landscape. Don’t wait until the shovels are in the ground to investigate. Check www.russpowers.com/Pages/projects/html

I am making a slow recovery from a nasty wasp that stung me. Twice. In my own garden, while minding my own business. It was a rather small wasp, alone, and with nothing better to do, it seems. By the time I got into the house, applied ice, the swelling had begun. The sting was on the inside of my knee and in only a few hours I was wishing I were someone else. It seems that wasp sting was merely the beginning. If I should be so unfortunate as to have this happen again, it could be even more serious. It is many, many years since I have been stung by a creature. The first was when I was, perhaps, eight or nine years old. A family picnic by a river. A bored small girl dabbling in the water. A bee floated toward me. I helped it out of the water. It stung me. No sympathy from any adults. A suggestion came that I put some mud on it. I did. Did it relieve the stinging? I can’t recall. My response was merely that I thought it extremely odd advice from adults who were always admonishing me not to get dirty. That seemed to continue, always.

My mother’s response to my demonstration of how to turn a lump of clay into a pot on a potter’s wheel was, “I can’t understand why a grown woman would want to muck around in that stuff.” Potting was my centennial project. I still don’t know the answer to that question. However, I am getting rather good at it.

Potters combine for pot-luck plan

News Sep 04, 2009 Ancaster News

Is this my favourite time of year, Faithful Reader? I really think I have finally figured it out. I don’t have a favourite. I simply like the seasonal changes and what comes with them. Weather, flowers, fruits and vegetables (or not), clothing, festivals and celebrations. Especially birthdays.

I am currently in the throes of a distinctly delightful project. It is in the early stages and therefore still distinctly delightful. A brilliant idea for an exhibition at the Carnegie Gallery, Nov. 6-29. That may seem almost as distant as Christmas, F. R. Not for 26 (plus or minus) members.

The project is a proposal by Jody Joseph, a gallery artist/member. A dozen or so painter-members were contacted. In turn they each contacted a potter-member. A sort of potluck arrangement. (A very bad pun. Could not resist.) The painter uses the potter as a model and the potter does what potters do. They will make something akin to a pot from clay.

From the list of folks involved, this may well be among the Carnegie’s Best Exhibitions Ever. I was invited by a favourite painter friend who is a portrait artist to be his model. By a stroke of luck, or superb planning, the opening is also the weekend of Arts Dundas.

Coming sooner to the Carnegie is the Freewheelin’ four concert series with Suzie Vinnick as the first artist, Saturday, Sept. 19. Call the gallery or drop in to pick up the series information, tickets at 905-627-4265 or Brian Prince, bookseller in Westdale at 905-528-4508. If you are unfamiliar with the Carnegie for a musical performance, it has excellent acoustics, and a friendly atmosphere.

I recently received a notice of a proposal to build two 10-storey condominium towers at the St. Joseph’s Villa property. There is a phone number 905-627-4903 or Dundasnotforsale@gmail.com . This will create a major change to the landscape. Don’t wait until the shovels are in the ground to investigate. Check www.russpowers.com/Pages/projects/html

I am making a slow recovery from a nasty wasp that stung me. Twice. In my own garden, while minding my own business. It was a rather small wasp, alone, and with nothing better to do, it seems. By the time I got into the house, applied ice, the swelling had begun. The sting was on the inside of my knee and in only a few hours I was wishing I were someone else. It seems that wasp sting was merely the beginning. If I should be so unfortunate as to have this happen again, it could be even more serious. It is many, many years since I have been stung by a creature. The first was when I was, perhaps, eight or nine years old. A family picnic by a river. A bored small girl dabbling in the water. A bee floated toward me. I helped it out of the water. It stung me. No sympathy from any adults. A suggestion came that I put some mud on it. I did. Did it relieve the stinging? I can’t recall. My response was merely that I thought it extremely odd advice from adults who were always admonishing me not to get dirty. That seemed to continue, always.

My mother’s response to my demonstration of how to turn a lump of clay into a pot on a potter’s wheel was, “I can’t understand why a grown woman would want to muck around in that stuff.” Potting was my centennial project. I still don’t know the answer to that question. However, I am getting rather good at it.