Wednesday, May 30, 2007

san fransico






taylor(.step-daughter) and i are leaving tonite for san-fransico. the plan is to go to charllotte, hang with colleen fot a bit and then on a plan at seven tonite..that puts us in s.f. at eleven their time..interesting, nver done the night flight, i have always been a window seat person, my face stuck to the glass, pretending i was flying hich above the earth. the patterns, and textures from sixty thousand feet are amazing! i really love the colors of the south mid-west into nevada' desert. i don't get the window seat so often now..i am a slightly grown up person who, has to give up the window to the younger crowd...i am always on the verge of saying, hey kid i am a governmnt person, i have to be in the window seat, just keep quiet ok...i need to focus on my spying., but i just keep quite and sit in the middle...you see well mannered men have no rights, really..i had more fun when i was a renegade, who would be sitting in the window seat, ordering extra smoked almonds, and whiskey and cokes, with headphones blaring and my visions screaming as i dictated them to paper i n frenzied drawings of hell, and personal torment...ahh to be young and feel misunderstood..great creative combo..the above scenerio was only possible, however when the airlines gave a damn...i have'nt seen the smoked almonds in years, just some watered down pretzels..four of em to be exact, and the earphones used to be free now they want five bucks, maybe ten now, i haven't flown in a couple of months..., and the whiskey well they can't tamper that too much, but now a days it is frowned upon to get toasted in public,..oh the good ole days..where people went to the restrooms together, the drinks flowed, and smoked almonds grew on trees..flying sucks now..yes i am glad that i can get from one side of the country to the other fairly quickly...but i feel like paranoid cattle. i always get searched, maybe it is the tattoos maybe my taste for middle eastern cusine, i always get searched..and i always have weird shit on me..maybe i have been flagged as a possible weirdo,..i collect rocks, and always carry some back with me, plant life, i have tried to bring cutttings of a cool cacti before, that did'nt fly..,pottery, and various items that i find interesting enough to live in my pocket for a wee bit...i kind of enjoy the search i always felx and try to act like i am not flexing, this gets a weird look, i say i work out ...thanks, i would like to say something like "don't worry i have a permit for these guns", but alas i would never make my flight..i dated a girl that would bring goodies through in her bra and panties...i always liked that, i just can't bring myself to wearing a bra,...anyways i am excited to reunite with crystal and babygirl..haven't seen them in a week..i had dreams last night about holding emma, and i woke up slightly sad that she is not here this morning..it will also be good to see my parents and westr coast family...i am bring watercolors and scratch board..i hope to do some painting out there..i cannot go any amountg of time with out creating..this has been the case for the last two years..i have found my calling, i fell right at home in this crazy life when i am working on some art..i like to always have a couple of pieces going, and always have more ideas being born in my head..i believe i am in the midst of a creative spark, i am glad that i am embracing it and not running from it into destuctive activities...let us say that i have had a destructive spark also..they creative and destructive are born from the same cloth.. i will be blogging my adventure over the next week, so come explore s.f. with me if you'd like..avv-waaa

Monday, May 28, 2007

the days go by and still i...



great song do you know it..can't recall who it is by, what a catchy hook though...memorial day. i am sad that we fight and kill each other and then have a day to remember those that our on "our side"..it is true that no-one wins in war...sure, there are hereos in war, and then there are the politicians, kings and power hungry bitches who would never dare put themselves on the front line, yet advocate that war is glorious and necessary.., i wish they would fight their own battles, instead of sending the youth, who are full of vigor and indestructible ideals, to a world full of hellish realities, such as murder, rape, torture, and "collateral damage"...oh how twisted a mans mind can be. the fact is collateral damage is a fancy word for we killed people that we did't mean to kill, while we were trying to kill people we meant to kill...by using a washed out term like collateral damage, the action is softened into a mechanical literally description that rest from from the visualization of mutilated bodies destroyed by an astray bomb. i am praying as i write that my feelings of sadness are heard and that man will one day lay down his fears and see the bigger picture that is our destiny, we are one...the seperation will only stand as long as we give greed, power and fear power over our destiny..just look into a childs eyes to know that god does smile , and that god does not see. we fall fast here fearing differences and telling our children to beware of the others....all this leads to days like today..memorial day..were a few in the american population will think of the loved ones who have lost the lives, or lost their innocence,..while the masses will flock to beaches and other bodies of water, consuming large amounts of alcohol, falling further from the center..i am both americans. i have drank in joy of a day off from work, not really caring what the holiday was, much like a kid at x-mas greedily ripping through packages as jesus cries softy from his cradle..i am that child also..it is almost like for me, a dual citizenship, being an american it is easy to fall into a culture of consuming and throwing the dirty wrapper onto a bag..who cares where the bag goes, as long as i can get more..and...then i am the shocked, a suddenly aware american who, seeing that i am part of a great connection, can no longer ignore the fat of false progress that hangs like money syrup around my eyes as i am soaked with thick messages of greasy reasons to buy, buy, buy..not understand, just buy..hey are you about to question your way of life, feel like shedding some consumer fat?....oh no, what you need is a brand new layer of shiny, nike-like, smaller and faster, fat free but fat tasting fat, with out it you are just a shell your true self, be careful lest your conscious insides might slip through the pre-fab bling/bling stomach lining and give you a fright, so quickly go to your nearest mall or superest wallmart, and hang some more material our your eyes, soon before the glimpspe becomes too strong and you are shattered a small child again, only a saddened version of who you were born to be.. they raped you..all the messages from the time you could stare, in every medium, your brain soaked, pickled with shiny objects, and sugary goodness... oh to be an american for me is to be running away from the store bought version, towards my lost child, scooping myself up in prayer, and hugging my inside in, wrapped in the arts, music and true laughter form my soul as the shiny commercial version of myself rusts in the all connected rain if life, i begin to shine again..happy memorial day..i cry for all those lost in war both inside themselves and on the big screen..

Friday, May 25, 2007

Thursday, May 24, 2007

poverty is the mother of all arts...





poverty is the mother of all arts...i have a dictionary from the 1840's, can't remember how i came across it. it is the mclures family dictinary, with what looks like generations of young mclures' practicing signing their names in cursive...boyles' phonographic pronouncing dictinary, it is called. a very strange book, indeed..the author took many liberties with the language going into strnage lands with the conjugagating of words. he just goes on and on..almost like old world ebonics..for example; idiot-idiotic-idiotcy-idiotacal-idiotish-idiotism-idiotize...and so on...noe was he just plain drunk, or did people really use all those forms of idiot? don't idiotize me please, i am just pontificating the possiblities..hey i kind of like it..maybe i will write my own dictionary..the guchu files...don't worry i shall reveal the genius behind guchu in due time. so in the back of this book there is a section called maxims and proverbs, there are probably a couple of thousand sayings, some of them we still use, others like poverty is the mother of all arts,or don't buy a pig in a poke, i just don't have any idea..all though i do belive the pig in a poke is refrence to people passing off dead cats as a pig wrapped in cloth(poke), i could be wrong though...i will start using these as titles, if you know the meaning please do share..today is a day of bowls, i will be carving eight of em, two large, six soup size..i also have two large oil can form that i will assemble. these are different than ones from the past. they will consist of three seperat pieces. a little more sculptural.. i will post picks..here is a bowl from yesterday's session...adios..

Wednesday, May 23, 2007

deliver us from evil





i watched a documentry last night, "deliver us from evil". very disturbing. the film centered around a very uncentered man, father grady, who was sheltered by the catholic church over his four decade long career in which he molested child after child...i cannot even begin ti tell you the amount of bullshit being propaged by the church in order to justify their decesions not to turn the guy in, or even get him help. add salt to the wound the church treats these victims like the problem..these bishops in their high towers full of wealth and power are more worry about ruffles in their purple ropes and the starch in their colors then doing jesus's work. i know that this is a generaliztion, and that there are some priest and bishops out there doing good work, god bless all ten of them...but this molestation issue went all the way to the top, the current pope was in charge of dealing with grady and the other priest who had been found out, and he did nothing. he friggin washed his hands of the deal...he is now been pardoned by king georgie, to prevent him being extradited and charghed with the sick selfish, politically motivated coverup that went on in the eighties and nineties. the catholic church is full of it...always has been..how can they profess to be doing jesus's work, and yet mis-spend oodles of dough, i am talking about since the dark ages...on glorified churches and plumping up the clergy to thinking they are royalty...it says that jesus was only angry in one-place..the church. followers of jesus my ass, followers of the almighty dollar and riders of the power schlong is more like it. i was pretty upset after watching it, i am trying hard to be a good, compassionate man filled with the spirit...but i tell ya if a man like grady ever touched one of mine,..forget it, i would be spending some time in...for i would crush his laranx(throat), with the same iron fingers that have wedged and centered tons of earth, i would squeeze right through till i had my hands around the spinal coloumn...ooh it makes my blood boil...this documentry is very disturbing, i still hurt for the children that were victims of a evil man..i need to try and recenter myself now...i can get pretty worked up over people hurting children, i hate it... soooo, i am taking a breath and...today is a busy one for me, i have to go into town, whoohooo what should i wear!..i can get pretty isolated up here just hanging out at home making art all day...i have food and water, i see no reason to leave.., but i have a meeting with barbara at hands gallery, to make space for my display. i am happy to be there, it is a beautiful spot, right on the main drag in downtown, and is the oldest gallery going..30 plus years...it is a co-op, so i am a member, and will work there two or three days a week..along with that i am going to a gallery down the street from there and taking out all of my sgraffito work, and installing large vases, and bottle-forms fired in a reduction gas kiln to cone ten. i want not to compete with myself and i believe that having two different bodies of work will accomplish that. before all that however, i am firin g a glaze kiln..so i'd best get going...here are some pics of a new painting, i am going to take my time withit...the figure just jumped out at me, she is both beautiful and disturbing...

Tuesday, May 22, 2007

alternative psychedelic opti-visionary engineer






visionary engineer, this is the jod occupation of my friend phil kutno. i have met him a couple of festivals, his drawings are out of this world. an universe unto themselves..he is a mighty fine painter, too. we are both doing shikori hills in the fall, and the plan is to trade a large botle form 20" carved, for one of his original paintings...i am digging on his bukowski, "ham on rye", i drank that fine writing up at age 15, ohh the corrupted teen angst was born in royalty.. you should check out both these artist if ya got a moment...www.philkutnostudios.com, and charles bukowski, he is easy to find now...loaded bisque kiln last night, will be ready for glazing tomm..., although i don't really have a full load. i am aching to get some work ready for bluemoon gallery in seagrove...i am pushing onto three galleries this month, and it is a little bigger project than i anticipated. actually this would not be such a duanting feat if it were not for my other projects...the newest has to do with the word "guchu"..i am doin a little word association product test market here. let me ask you this,..when you say guchu(pronounced goochew), what comes to mind? i will unveil the product later, first i would like to see how the name resonates..i am sampling everyone i come into contact with., so far this has been my two dogs, they seem to think i am asking them if they would like some ham or a bisket... my step duaghter is the vice president in charge of marketing guchu, but she is attending class(4th grade), so i am doing a little field work myself...the product will be tested at the farmer's market this saturday. taylor and i plan on retiring from the profits by the end of july...back to the work, yes i have a full mark of work for this month. besides a handful of commissioned work, i am really focused on creating a couple of character lines to go into these galleries. i have two that i like, first the lady reflecting on her love life, while stretching her toes towards daisy, or any flower really, and the shy guy, who tyhoughts about the really fine woman across from him appear on a looming animal, like a bunny...my plan is to have certain story-lines remain with certain illustrations, and let the story evolve. i will also keep the series in one gallery. for example i would like to do a show at the nth gallery in boone have the shy guy series there, and then have it for sale at hands gallery, also in boone. by keeping the series isolated, collecters will bve able to follow the story-line, and i can better dig in. so at each gallery, i see a variety of my work, with a single story-line character series, that i will keep there and seperate from other venues..just a thought. it seems that i will have a easy time keeping track of the different story-lines. if i don't cross pollenate...so the pics here are of the paintings that i have been engaged in, instead of having a social life...maybe i have a slight solidary thread in my cloth, but i do prefer painting to parties..unless it is painting at a party..which i plan on doing..i tried bringing ware to have everyone carve, but it was a disaster, with carving you can't puit back what you take, and some people were too intimadated by this...but the childeren, ohh no, they had no hesitation...they mutilated it, over carved until it was just very little slip left..so next time i will bring an easel, board and paint...group paintings can really rock..so here are some pics the horse is finished, the close up is of her belly which is full of bird and a little man, and the house is still a work in progess, my profile pic. variation is me messing with the photo tint..i like the sepia alot! the mug is one of my favorite carvings from yesterday...the words are sin, and pleasure in excess is criminal...good-day.

Monday, May 21, 2007

toast and jelly



ahh the start of a new week..always a good place for me to be ya know. i like to operate under the philosphy that there is always tommorrow. i really try not to get stuck in the issues of my life. i prefer to move on, and a new day is always the universe saying, one more round ol' chap, now is the moment. i feel as if last week was great, i had many new ideas come through. i feel refreshed , really. i have begun painting again. it reallt loosen me up and allows my creativity to soften. in a good way...soften. the oppisite being, harden, which i relate to as narrowed focus. while the benefits of sticking with the same themes can help tighten up the series, i only move so much outside a field of view. i can get stuck in throwing the same form over and over, which is good, in that i improve my eye and technique. i don't use measuring devices, just the weight of the clay. if thrown correctly, with all the clay in it's proper place, the forms should be very close. never exactly the same though...i ain't no damn machine..my point is that it is easy to repeat the same motion, once the mind has established a rythym...hardened. painting allows me to remain in a soft state..i am not trying to master the canvas, like i am trying to master the wheel. i try to remain completely unfocused and in a state close to dancing...my painting is much like dancing to music, i have no idea where the next moment will be...i suggest to anyone feeling stuck in their progress to try and paint....whether it be clay or life. just let the emotion dictate your stroke, you would be suprised in the translation...happy delight, extra shrimp...unless you are a painter, then i say play with some clay..what about the painting potter, you ask? ....dance.

Sunday, May 20, 2007

shy guy..





great weekend so far..going out to lost cove for a hike and picnic for c's b-day. she will be 29 tomm., but her and baby-girl are leaving for a woman's herbal symposium with my mother-dearest in up state cali.., tay and i will join them next week in san fran, for emma's first b-day, life can be so great some-times. i love the west, spec san fran., my artist soul is so awake and taking in all the free energy. one of our best cities, no doubt. there are parades all the time there. hell yes, random parades rock..i plan on switching gears and doing some linoleum blocks, and scratch board, maybe approach a gallery or two...here are a couple of pics..the first is a saki set i finished carving, i am going for a oil can look, a blend of culture if there ever was one...i am pricing the set at $125, the cork will be carved from apple wood, soaked in linseed oil. the second work is a new character that came into being...it is a shy guy and a strong chick duo. i carved four cups for this series. he is talking to himself, saying things like "i wush i could think of something to say.." , with an animal at his back looming and she is across saying nothing with purty written across her dress.. i like the setup and can relate..who hasn't been shy before..see ya tommorrow

Friday, May 18, 2007

look at mother nature on the run...





neil young...one of my favorite songwriters ever..we would be bff's if he went to my middle school. speaking of passing love notes, and brillant musicians, i suggest that you check out the good be tonyas. i have feel in love with their sound. beautiful, melodic, simple, and good for the soul...there is something about a haunting voice and a banjo. i had a fairly productive day, got a handful(10), of pieces carved, threw another round of mugs, whiskey tumblers, and two sake cups to set me up for saturdays work..today i have three bottle forms(pictured) to carve, and some mugs. always mugs i tell ya. i have a mentor who has been potting professionally for thrirty-plus years, and she has assurred me that her house has been paid for soley by the sale of her mugs! damn, that is a hell of a-lotta muggage for the mortgage! ha ha! potter/comedian am i! i am happy to say that i enjoy the cup form very much, so mugs are no problem. for a while i hated making handles, but know i really try to focus in placement and shape. the handle is the unspoken hero of the mug! a well made handle can really polishe the form. i like smaller thick-like ones with room for a couple of fingers at most. this really puts alot of pressure on the balance aspect of the mug. sure if you have a big handle, the weight won't be so noticible, since you have you hand doing the lifting. however, a small handle will shout im-balanced-ness if not well placed. i feel like i hit perfuction in this fulcrum theory, one out of ten mugs. most are really close, but for everything to be in perfect form, yes ten percent of the time this happens. the shots of the carved ware are some of the whiskey tumblers that i have been trying out. i really like the postue of the form, a little dancer look, or even a tree with twisted trunk look. a lot of movement, and a strong posture. i love it....i have never been happy with symetry, i need a a little gesture to satis-fy...how about you? the little bottle form on the right( about 7") is a sake container, i will post the complete set later...good day to all!

look at mother nature on the run...

neil young...one of my favorite songwriters ever..we would be bff's if he went to my middle school. speaking of passing love notes, and brillant musicians, i suggest that you check out the good be tonyas. i have feel in love with their sound. beautiful, melodic, simple, and good for the soul...there is something about a haunting voice and a banjo. i had a fairly productive day, got a handful(10), of pieces carved, threw another round of mugs, whiskey tumblers, and two sake cups to set me up for saturdays work..today i have three bottle forms(pictured) to carve, and some mugs. always mugs i tell ya. i have a mentor who has been potting professionally for thrirty-plus years, and she has assurred me that her house has been paid for soley by the sale of her mugs! damn, that is a hell of a-lotta muggage for the mortgage! ha ha! potter/comedian am i! i am happy to say that i enjoy the cup form very much, so mugs are no problem. for a while i hated making handles, but know i really try to focus in placement and shape. the handle is the unspoken hero of the mug! a well made handle can really polishe the form. i like smaller thick-like ones with room for a couple of fingers at most. this really puts alot of pressure on the balance aspect of the mug. sure if you have a big handle, the weight won't be so noticible, since you have you hand doing the lifting. however, a small handle will shout im-balanced-ness if not well placed. i feel like i hit perfuction in this fulcrum theory, one out of ten mugs. most are really close, but for everything to be in perfect form, yes ten percent of the time this happens. the shots of the carved ware are some of the whiskey tumblers that i have been trying out. i really like the postue of the form, a little dancer look, or even a tree with twisted trunk look. a lot of movement, and a strong posture. i love it....i have never been happy with symetry, i need a a little gesture to satis-fy...how about you? the little bottle form on the right( about 7") is a sake container, i will post the complete set later...good day to all!

look at mother nature on the run...

neil young...one of my favorite songwriters ever..we would be bff's if he went to my middle school. speaking of passing love notes, and brillant musicians, i suggest that you check out the good be tonyas. i have feel in love with their sound. beautiful, melodic, simple, and good for the soul...there is something about a haunting voice and a banjo. i had a fairly productive day, got a handful(10), of pieces carved, threw another round of mugs, whiskey tumblers, and two sake cups to set me up for saturdays work..today i have three bottle forms(pictured) to carve, and some mugs. always mugs i tell ya. i have a mentor who has been potting professionally for thrirty-plus years, and she has assurred me that her house has been paid for soley by the sale of her mugs! damn, that is a hell of a-lotta muggage for the mortgage! ha ha! potter/comedian am i! i am happy to say that i enjoy the cup form very much, so mugs are no problem. for a while i hated making handles, but know i really try to focus in placement and shape. the handle is the unspoken hero of the mug! a well made handle can really polishe the form. i like smaller thick-like ones with room for a couple of fingers at most. this really puts alot of pressure on the balance aspect of the mug. sure if you have a big handle, the weight won't be so noticible, since you have you hand doing the lifting. however, a small handle will shout im-balanced-ness if not well placed. i feel like i hit perfuction in this fulcrum theory, one out of ten mugs. most are really close, but for everything to be in perfect form, yes ten percent of the time this happens. the shots of the carved ware are some of the whiskey tumblers that i have been trying out. i really like the postue of the form, a little dancer look, or even a tree with twisted trunk look. a lot of movement, and a strong posture. i love it....i have never been happy with symetry, i need a a little gesture to satis-fy...how about you? the little bottle form on the right( about 7") is a sake container, i will post the complete set later...good day to all!

Thursday, May 17, 2007

busy day



not much time to ramble here, i have a full days worth of pots to carve, and a lawn that is out of control. i will post some of the new forms i have been throwing, i got the idea from a cynthia bringle cup i own..here are is a painting i did while emmalil was asleep in her ergo...there was a nice rain going...

Tuesday, May 15, 2007

back home




alrighty then, back at the ole homestead, taking a day off for recovery...shows take a hell of alot out of you. they are a mixture of stress, joy, hard work, and new connections. my favorite part is the interaction i have with customers who are moved by my work. i have yet to figure out if it is becuase it strokes my ego, or if it is a type of communiction on a different level that we are in agreement with. making my work and doing art in general is very easy and second nature for me. i can exist better when i am in the act of creating, i get quite un-ruly when there is a period of not being able to get to my work...that is why i can not work in the system so well, i need to be able to change directions and have complete open spaces to create...i love being my own boss, hell there is no way i am going back to shining someone-else's dime, i can tell you that, no problem. this life is too much a wonderousjourney to sink my heels into some-else's fortune. i rather make my own and drink this life until i spillith over...the festival went well, not as good a showing as i had figured, but t was a greaty chance to see other opurtunites appear, and ways in which i can further open up my art to the buying public. two such non-ceramic endeavors that i am going to indulge in are block-prints, and scratchboard...look i love painting, this is what my life comes down to, i can sum up all my feeling in a painting, nothing else allows me to get so personal and free. clay, yes i can translate, maybe to well for my own good. i kind of have some say in the process and am somewhat profiecent at throwing, and decorating. not so with painting...i have no idea e=really what i am doing. this makes the process so raw and undiscovered. long story long, i brought some paintings with me to serve as the backdrop to my booth, and got very interesting re-actions. some were very excited by them ,and would ask me if so and so from such and such was a influence on me...i am sad to say i am very ingorant when it comes to art-history, i have never cracked a book, and was kicked out of my middle school art class, for disruptive behavior, and skipped highschool art to skate...so i really don't have any refrences when i paint, it is just me...so i was told that i should try linoleum cuts, or block prints, the technique is much the same as sgraffito. cool, i am excited, i have visions all kinds of stuff that i could incorporate this into. i will make an oricinal cur and then produce original prints, all the time messing around with color and the medium i print on. with scratch board i would like to go big, and finally i am energized to began painting again.. i want to keep it as raw as possible, in the outsider art fringe...messy, untapped, no desired outcome, just a playground for relaxing and letting the images be disturbed, and undisturbed all on found objects, i can't stand white canvas, too nice and i enjoy an excuse to plunder the dump for treasure..i will post these new paintings as the come into being, off to claen up everything now, freaking spring-claening galore, unpacking, weedwacking, washing, throwing out, sweeping up, the are words that will be approprate in my day..here are some shino pots from repugged clay, cone ten reduction

Thursday, May 10, 2007

new work, just the big stuff...






i am still up at 1 am...left over energy from the culmination of packing, and tying up loose ends before we leave tommorrow...i hope for a good show, i feel well equipted as far as my stock goes...a little broader selection, wine goblets, whiskey cups, three types of mug forms, bowls,a plate(did'nt get to plates this time...) tumblers,wall hangings, paintings and an assortment of bigger pieces. over all i am happy with my output, i haven't gotten to really reflect on the pots, i barely remember doing half of them, so it will be nice to have a day before the show to set them up and just let the pots talk to me... i love how form and surface deco have become a vocabulary that i can have...yes, that is right i talk to pots and they talk back..nothing verbal of course, more of a mind-speak...i love it, a pot can really hold a great conversation if you just allow yourself to unfocus and "see"..., okaygetting a little blurry here, i will leave yall with some pics of the larger pieces, and wish yall a good rest of the week and i will be back monday or so,...

Wednesday, May 9, 2007

gearing up for LEAF..






tommorrow we leave for the lake eden arts festival in black mountain,nc. it is a great music/art festival set on a lake with all kinds of events, like fiddleand guitar competetions, $5000 poetry slam!, fire dancers, local and world music, nature walks, and on and on...we are going down to set up thursday. hopefully we will get up and set in time for a run to asheville, which is only 20 minutes from the festival. it will be nice to visit crystal's highschool friend who is back from europe. she nabbed herself a hot spainard and has moved to ashevilkle to start a family. also i would like to go to highwater to pick up more clay, look at kilns and just shop! i am like a teen-age girl/ woman of any age in a shoe store there. i can get crazy with the purchases! i have to watch my impulsive-ness, most of the crap i buy there i could probably make on my own, or don't ever really use anyway. there is such a gadget market. this spans across the board as far as i am concerned. i have played a lot of sports, and there is always someting that can improve your game if you shove out the bucks. i am suprised that they have not come out with a nike line of potter's wear. jordan clay..right, anyway here are pictures of some of last week's work. i reall cranked it out, carved a hell of a lot of clay that ios all i know..enjoyed every minute of it. i have been really into bottle lately, i just l;ike throwing them, for they are a challange. it is difficult to blow out the sides and then collar in the neck to a small rim. i like the multi-use aspect, finishing with a nice lid, and the unabstructed use of the body as a canvas...i will post more pics of the final out pu of ten days straight potting, no chaser...