Well, today has been kinda rough. All day, I've been saying to myself or saying out loud, "I'm right where God knows that I am and where He wants me to be." and "God is in control of all of this." and "God will turn this to good."
So, lets talk about pretty stuff tonight...more of my beloved pottery collection.
First, I'll share these happy yellow peppers that Unc grew in his garden. They all came from one plant! There were 14 peppers in all on that plant, maturing at the same time, I think he said.
These are not hot peppers. They are sweet. I believe Unc bought them as little plants, so if you know the name of this variety of sweet pepper, please let me know. We would like to grow more next year
In addition to playing with happy yellow peppers today, another good respite was 30 minutes to photograph some of my favorite pottery, some of the first that I collected, by Darlene Clifton Keith.
Gordon and I visited Mentone a couple of years ago, and it has become a bit more touristy from when I first discovered it in the mountains of north Alabama.
Good, happy memories of being a single young woman, a news director, in a fascinating place that blended history and fresh economic development with plenty of investment money from the country music group Alabama.
These are definitely pieces thrown on a potter's wheel.
I know some "famous" potters in Mississippi who use non-original molds and pass off their pieces as "hand thrown". I know this for a fact from the distributor who delivered their non-original molds each year. I even have some of their pieces of pottery, but I've not bought any since I learned, quite by accident, where they bought their commercial molds. (Not sure I should tell everything I know about this insider information. There are many people who collect their work.)
I just adore Darlene's hand thrown pots and hand built pieces. I've probably said that a few million times over the years.
The little swirls in the glaze on the inside of my eight soup bowls charms me every time I look at those swirls! This raindrop pattern fascinates me, and as Darlene explained the process to me one time, it is a time consuming process.
I fell in love with the opaque crazed glaze that makes me think of a foggy scene in a Film Noir movie.
Darlene's hand built pieces were some of the later pieces I bought. The serving bowl has a date of October, 1983, on it. That brings back super memories of the ghost story telling event Mentone put on around a bonfire with hay bales all around. It was small and intimate and wonderful. I think the Octoberfest event has grown considerably since then, but my favorite memories of Mentone were made when the little resort destination of the 1920's was not well known in the 1980's.
When Gordon and I were in Mentone two years ago, Darlene's store front was some other kind of shop, and no one seemed to know where she was. One "native" said she thought Darlene had moved to Fort Payne, AL, and was on the city council.
If you know Darlene Clifton Keith, please help me get in touch with her. Her husband was a graphic designer.
I've been so inspired by Darlene and her work...and I would like to send her a piece of my porcelain as a little thank you for all the joy she has given me through the years via her beautiful pottery!