Just a short post to introduce you to my wonderful Pug-Master. He isn’t going to like that I posted these photos I sneaked of him last weekend. He finally caught me snapping away, but he got me back by getting in a few photos of me while I was at the wheel. Neither of us likes having our picture taken.
This is my favorite studio helper, my hubby, Danny. Come to think of it, he’s my ONLY studio helper…but that’s beside the point.
Knowing that I was struggling with some too-hard clay last weekend, Danny volunteered to crank up the pug mill and give the clay a good workout. For those who don’t know, a pug mill is just a clay mixer. We bought this little pug to help in reclaiming our clay scraps. You can reclaim your trimmings and your “potting disasters” as long as they haven’t been fired. Good thing for me!
You can also run too-hard, new clay through the pug so the clay handles better. Mind you, this clay had never been opened, but I had bought it last DECEMBER. This is AUGUST. I can’t believe I still have clay from DECEMBER, but that’s the date I had written on the box, so it must be so. This was the first time I’ve had to have new clay pugged, but it made so much difference when it came to centering those larger balls of clay.
Danny not only pugged the clay, he balled it up and had it all ready for me to take to the wheel and begin throwing. Now how wonderful is that?
This is the beginnings of one of his buckets-o-clay. I’m usually tired just from the clay prep by the time I actually get to throw a pot. Really nice to have several buckets of balled clay just waiting on you when you walk in the door.
I love you, Pug-Master!!!