The Internet is slow for me again tonight. I think my computer downloaded an update that is causing some digital digestive disorder. I've done all that I know to do, so my geek husband is about to get a "Honey...." request after I upload this post. You know what I mean, a lyrical request dripping with syrup that no husband can resist.
I instantly thought of my beloved Susan Brown Freeman bowl, and an hour's respite was begun, stirring my neglected cauldron of creativity. Just some swirls in the creative juices this time, but it was another step to restoring a rolling boil to the pot.
Since I cannot Google Susan Brown Freeman to see where she is now and hopefully see how her style has evolved, I will simply share that I bought my first Susan piece in a little shop in Enterprise, Alabama, back in the 1980's.
Susan is a member of the Mississippi Craftsman's Guild which means, I guess, that she has some ties to Mississippi. If you know, please share that info with me. I am continually amazed to discover Mississippi genetics in artists all around the country.
I think Susan's work is still offered for sale at the gift shop on the grounds of the Agricultural and Forestry Museum on Lakeland Drive.
Hmmmn...What excuse can I come up with to get to Jackson to drop by that gift shop for some pottery shopping?
This whole journey of revisiting my pottery collection began with the black eyed susans that cried out for my one Tab Boren piece.