“You have to be in tune with the clay and react to what state it’s in to work with it.” John Shepperd
Shaping He hewed the clay and mellowed it with a little sand, his wet hands moulding, teasing, seeking its soft tone, rolling, pinching, shaping every delicate coil to a vase that blossomed before him with a purposed strength most useful in its vulnerable void awaiting colour. ©Paul Vincent Cannon
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Love the physicality of this, Paul. I have known this moment – when a window opens – and material bends to will.
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Yes, that’s it really, I like your connect on this VJ.
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Welcome, Paul
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This brings back fond memories of my late brother, who was an artist in clay.
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I’m thrilled to hear that evocation of fondness, clay is such fun.
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He made so many beautiful things of clay and was so creative.
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I love it when people share their giftedness.
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Indeed!
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Sometimes one is feeling like clay. Hopefully one does not make a Golum out of it. 😉 But if its necessary … Thank you for sharing this thoughtful poem, Paul! Have a beautiful day! Michael
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I like your humour, it’s mostly gollums. But if one keeps trying 😉
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😉 Thank you, Paul!
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love this and hoping for the flowers to bloom as we stay strong hoping for a new vessle of support!!! ❤️ Cindy
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Yes indeed, agree very much, thank you Cindy.
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I know you do and I loved the metaphor of your poem!!!! You’re welcome!! ❤️
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I love this creation poem! It could be a metaphor for so many things, and the reader gets to choose.
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I like that thought very much, thank you for that Liz.
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Paul. there is something so satisfying in creating something with your own hands! From concept to something tangible! Beautiful poem! Lovely photo. ❤
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Yes, any art or creative activity is indeed satisfying – sounds like you are a creative person too (other than writing)?
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I do a little painting and cooking. Your post reminded me of a bowl I made in high school art class from clay I dug up in a cave. I painted it in a paisley design. I always planned to take a pottery class but never did. I did study drawing and painting.
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We have similar interests and beginnings, thank you for sharing that.
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Many thanks for sharing this.
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Thank you VJ
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This rekindles memories of seeing this at our kitchen table which now adorn our side board with such beauty
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Ah yes, the Banksia.
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