There’s a reason we all experience a little bit of fear every time we open a kiln of freshly fired bisqueware.
And this is that reason:
Yeah, that’s a kiln full of 2nd grade animal bobble-heads.
I wasn’t present when the kiln was opened, but this picture was sent to me.
Devastating, to say the least.
Although I felt I had given them adequate time to dry out, it’s clear that I did not.
Amazingly enough, 10 out of 26 of the bobble-heads survived. My favorite is that little beaver up front, completely intact, innocently gnawing on his stick, oblivious to the carnage that lies behind him.
Even more amazing, every single head survived. Every. Single. One.
Like I tell my students, every time we work with clay, you never know. You just never know.