The morning weather report… 15 below zero. By the time my sons were waiting for the bus it was a balmy minus 10!
I got into the studio by 9:00 and did everything I could to avoid wedging the cold clay. I did paper work, and loaded a bisque kiln. My fellow potter friend Tom White called. He was doing the same as me… everything to avoid the cold clay. He said his throwing buckets had ice on the top of the water! Tom and I both have nice finished studios, mine a renovated barn, with my chickens living below my studio. I have a very nice wood pellet stove, so technically it should be fairly warm… but it took hours to warm today.
Well by 10:00 I faced the clay. As I wedged my clay my hands became numb. After ten minutes I held them under warm water to defrost, they tingled for another ten minutes. So I came back in the house frozen, and ate another warm blueberry muffin (that I made specifically to help warm the house), and had a cup of tea.
Got back in the studio and finally threw for a couple of hours. These past two weeks between snow storms, snow days with kids, and freezing arctic air, is paradoxically reminding of a heat wave in the summer. When there is a heat wave everything seems to stop. I’m feeling the same way, my body is having such a hard time getting in sync with this weather extreme. The amount of work that is getting done is very similar… a snail’s pace. It all just reminds me that we are not ultimately in control.