river arts district

looking down the tracks, toward the new studio...

pottery photography

hey potters

i am always trying to be resourceful and save a penny here and there. photographing my work myself helps keep down on costs. check out this cool link about shooting your work!

http://www.nzpotters.com/Technical/PhotographingYourWork_EleanorHowick.cfm

pretty handy!

happy saturday. wishing you well...

~t

spring time in BFT! pictorial composed.

its march and this quiet little town is about to bust at the seams with energy and life.

hello spring!

if you know me very well, you know i talk a lot about my tiny little concrete yard and how i've adapted to my less than ideal gardening situation. the picture on the left is my portable mini garden. i planted a cold weather garden this fall....things are looking good! and a few weeks ago i put out some seeds for my early spring garden. (peas sprouting up, pictured right.)

this year i'm thinking i might even put a little veggie garden at the studio! stay tuned for that one.

fat tuesday on middle lane here in BFT.

beaufort is a sleepy little town in the winter time.  beaufort-ians are always good about finding an excuse to shake things up a little and have a celebration. mardi gras has always been well celebrated in true BFT fashion, but this year they raised the bar. middle lane (the alley that runs from turner to craven in front of the pub and aqua and cru) was shut down for festivities. there was plenty of glitter and feathers and costumes to warm even the coldest winter soul. to add to the excitement there was also a parade and cajun music and good old southern style louisiana chow downs! all things good. i love this town for that, i cant wait to see how they top it next year.

and most importantly, the pots:

a few new pots that i am kind of fond of!

singing off for now!

get outside and get ya some vitamin d.

yay for spring.

thanks for reading.

~trista

its everything...

why is art and pottery everything i see? everything i do?

my favorite of the seas shells are the broken  remnants of conch shells. i love it when the big curved planes of the shell fall away, leaving only the graceful spiral curve that makes the skeleton. the spiral is the heart of a wheel thrown pot. i see spirals  everywhere. they are something i've always taken note of and admired: the conch, to the muscles wrapping the human form, the eddies of a river, the swirls in the clouds, or a horses coat... this leads me to my next question. was i always meant to be a potter? or did i become a potter because i loved the spiral? it is  innate? or coincidence?

or i am ridiculous for bothering to wonder about these things?

maybe. probably...

but as a potter, and a person, i find myself constantly reviewing the interconectedness of the world. its hard not to....earth, garden, clay, dirt, food, life. love.

days off...

one might ask "what does a potter do on their day off"?

i live on the coast. i take part of monday and all of tuesdays off . you can probably guess what i do on my days off from april to october: read books on the beach, swim, paddle, ride on the boat, fish....not too bad eh?

but its colder now. bathing suits are NOT fun right now no matter how you look at it. its easy to forget about the wide open expanse of water that first drew us to this amazing place. a reminder that the ocean, while not as "useable" right now is still as beautiful...

yesterday, we went for a stroll down the beach. watching the dolphins roll down the surf never loses that childhood thrill. as i searched the shore for unusual shells, a funny collection of shells got my mind thinking about life and fate and meaning. it made me want to write a blog about it. but i'll do that tomorrow. for now, i'll just give you pictures.

cheers, trista

another snow day

 another snow day in bft. this is where the magic happen :).

it was supposed to snow last saturday. the weather man called for a scant 1 or 2 inches. the snow started falling around 8:30 a.m. it fell and fell and fell. all day. it was beautiful, but almost unbearably cold with a whipping wind and near white out conditions. i decided to leave the studio and drive around and take some pictures. i didnt last long. scared myself with over confident driving. i decided i did not belong on the road, so i went home and stayed there. it continued to snow until 6 pm. we ended up with 5 to 7 inches depending on where you live. too bad theres no hills here. i love  sledding :)