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It may yet be a pot
Aug. 24th, 2024 07:09 am Thursday morning was sunny and blue sky, so, with Keldor’s encouragement, I took some selfies in front of the longhouse. Most of them have me squinting terribly, but one has kinda open eyed (see my new FB profile photo).
The rest of passed in aother pleasnt day of rock carving and being social with the visitors. I had eaten my way through the box of plums I bought my first day here, and hadn't been back to the store, so by mid afternoon I was craving something different from the food I had with me. Therefore, the next time there was a lecture (guided tour) in my toom, and I couldn't hammer on my chisel, I walked over to the café at the visitor center and got a blueberry cake. While there I saw that the Sandra, who had brought her friends to to the museum the day before and spent a good 10 minutes chatting with me about soapstone, was working the entry desk. As there weren't so many folk coming in just then I stopped and chatted, we exchanged contact details, and agreed to try to make time to hang out before I left.
But not that evening, as I was too tired. After 7 hours in the longhouse carving (and talking to visitors) I returned to the house to relax, used the computer to upload photos, and take it easy for a while. A bit later I took the electric scooter to the store to get some more flour, a bag of frozen mixed berries, som bananas, and a couple of avacados (it is the interesting time in the stay, when I have to remember that I am leaving soon, so don't buy what I can't finish before travel, if it doesn't travel well).
I hadn't had issues with my hip at all this trip, till after spending time sitting at a kitchen table with the computer, sowhen I noticed the warning signs I closed it down.
Friday morning the hip was still a little off, but not as bad as it has been on other occasions, so I did my best to be mindful of it as I worked. I started the day by drawing a circle in the bottom inside of the pot with a bit if charcoal, showing where the flat part of the base is. I then put the pot on the bench to measure its height, and was delighted to see that my small broad chisel happens to be the same height as the pot up to the rim on the top. This means that I needed to dig that center to just deep enough to stand the chisel in the pot without sticking up out of the pot.
So I did my normal curved line carveing from the eghe of that line to the middle all the way around that circle a couple of passes, till the center was just deep enough to stand the chisel in. Then I started chipping away at the trasition zone between the center bottom, which is mostly deep enough, and the straight upper pot walls, which are mostly thin enough. By 14:00 I was feeling too tired to keep going, so I went back to the hiuse for a nap, and I returned to the longhouse at 16:00 for another hour's work before heading home.
By then the hip was being annoying (though not as painful as ot has been on other occasions), so I tried a hot shower and some gentle stretching, the massage pistol, tigerbalm, and went to sleep at 19:00.
When I woke three hours later Keldor was home from working on a metal project in the shop, so we chatted on the phone for a bit. I thought about going to sleep after we hung up, then I remembered that I had frozen vegetables that needed to be used before I leave, and I had eaten the last of my naan bread pockets. Then I thought about the part were my hip usually feels better standing and working in the kitchen than lying in bed... So I jumped up and cooked more for 1.5 hours before sleeping again.
This morning (Saturday) my hip feels better, so I did my normal short training session before breakfast. Soon I will head up the hill for my last full day of carving, as tomorrow I will need time to wash the rock dust out of my clothes before I leave.
The rest of passed in aother pleasnt day of rock carving and being social with the visitors. I had eaten my way through the box of plums I bought my first day here, and hadn't been back to the store, so by mid afternoon I was craving something different from the food I had with me. Therefore, the next time there was a lecture (guided tour) in my toom, and I couldn't hammer on my chisel, I walked over to the café at the visitor center and got a blueberry cake. While there I saw that the Sandra, who had brought her friends to to the museum the day before and spent a good 10 minutes chatting with me about soapstone, was working the entry desk. As there weren't so many folk coming in just then I stopped and chatted, we exchanged contact details, and agreed to try to make time to hang out before I left.
But not that evening, as I was too tired. After 7 hours in the longhouse carving (and talking to visitors) I returned to the house to relax, used the computer to upload photos, and take it easy for a while. A bit later I took the electric scooter to the store to get some more flour, a bag of frozen mixed berries, som bananas, and a couple of avacados (it is the interesting time in the stay, when I have to remember that I am leaving soon, so don't buy what I can't finish before travel, if it doesn't travel well).
I hadn't had issues with my hip at all this trip, till after spending time sitting at a kitchen table with the computer, sowhen I noticed the warning signs I closed it down.
Friday morning the hip was still a little off, but not as bad as it has been on other occasions, so I did my best to be mindful of it as I worked. I started the day by drawing a circle in the bottom inside of the pot with a bit if charcoal, showing where the flat part of the base is. I then put the pot on the bench to measure its height, and was delighted to see that my small broad chisel happens to be the same height as the pot up to the rim on the top. This means that I needed to dig that center to just deep enough to stand the chisel in the pot without sticking up out of the pot.
So I did my normal curved line carveing from the eghe of that line to the middle all the way around that circle a couple of passes, till the center was just deep enough to stand the chisel in. Then I started chipping away at the trasition zone between the center bottom, which is mostly deep enough, and the straight upper pot walls, which are mostly thin enough. By 14:00 I was feeling too tired to keep going, so I went back to the hiuse for a nap, and I returned to the longhouse at 16:00 for another hour's work before heading home.
By then the hip was being annoying (though not as painful as ot has been on other occasions), so I tried a hot shower and some gentle stretching, the massage pistol, tigerbalm, and went to sleep at 19:00.
When I woke three hours later Keldor was home from working on a metal project in the shop, so we chatted on the phone for a bit. I thought about going to sleep after we hung up, then I remembered that I had frozen vegetables that needed to be used before I leave, and I had eaten the last of my naan bread pockets. Then I thought about the part were my hip usually feels better standing and working in the kitchen than lying in bed... So I jumped up and cooked more for 1.5 hours before sleeping again.
This morning (Saturday) my hip feels better, so I did my normal short training session before breakfast. Soon I will head up the hill for my last full day of carving, as tomorrow I will need time to wash the rock dust out of my clothes before I leave.