Tuesday, October 22, 2019

Stand Up. Speak Up.



Several years ago, my sister and I visited the National Holocaust Memorial Museum in Washington, D. C. There was an exhibit in the basement which I still think about quite often. It was an entire floor devoted to the question, "How could this have been allowed to happen?" It was a study of the mechanics of rounding up "the other". There were filmed interviews, photos, and recorded testimony. It was extremely powerful. It was sit down on a bench and weep powerful.

There was an interview with a woman, who watched the inhabitants of her village standing in the town square. Jews were taken and loaded into trucks, while citizens watched. One man spoke up. He was threatened. No one else did. She described how it felt to watch her father, whom she loved and respected so much, pushed into a truck. She described how it felt to have only one person defend their family, to make eye contact with villagers, and to feel their indifference.

There was an exhibit which showed card catalog files. One civil servant changed thousands of cards, so that the names were not singled out as Jewish. He did this at the risk of his own safety, and preserved countless lives.

So, now we are thinking that it is a good idea to make a record of the migrants, and refugees that we've disallowed. We're going to DNA test them. Since record keeping in regards to children taken from parents was shoddy, at best, the testing is going to "benefit" the families. And, there will be a database set up, so that criminality can be detected. Hasn't this happened before? Why is it that this is being allowed again? Apparently several European countries have tried the same tact. This practice is wrong. The fact that the United States government is even discussing a migrant DNA database is shameful. It should be a human rights violation. 

Please speak out. People who come here are escaping trauma and conflict in their own countries. They are just trying to get a better life for themselves and their families. In many cases, leaving their homeland is a matter of safety. I, personally, will not allow it. I will write to my representatives until there is no more ink. And, I do it in honor of the woman on the recording. No one else should have to experience what she did. Ever. Someone has to say something.






Saturday, October 19, 2019

Paper Clay Wedding Cakes Redux

Using a donut cutter to build interior supports...
Using paper clay helps to prevent cracking...
The large cake will have a huge topper...
I rolled out some more sprig molds...
And, made a little sign with clay leftovers...
These are my favorite rollers, I think...
I need to make about 200 more worry stones...


Terra Cotta Coiled Jars

We wanted to make something that looked ancient...
We used terra cotta clay, which is very dry...



Some students struggled, because of too much handling...

Others were able to use the dryness to advantage...
It was our first coiled project...
We'll see how they fire...
They do look ancient...
I love Lena's little handled dish...

Sunday, October 13, 2019

A Liz Visit

I wanted to see my mentor, and friend...
And, I wanted to see her new work...
She is dipping her knitting into porcelain...
It was fun to see her studio again...
It is technically tricky and difficult...
Loved this Dr. Seussian vase...
And, this knitted sandwich spoke to me...
I prepped some work for firing...

Friday, October 4, 2019

Cake Boss Birthday

We learned how to frost cakes at this creative party...
The girls were eager, and had a blast...
The birthday cake was rosy...
These were my cupcakes...
I love frosting, so this was a dream come true...
And, then I colored next week's sample volcano...

Pumpkin Rattle Glazing

We glazed our pumpkin rattles today...
We had some absent students...
But, they can glaze their rattles next week...
This sign should fit in the kiln, too...

Surgery Week Two

I was lucky that the doctor didn't saw off my bakelite bracelets that I've worn for over 20 years. Some of them are really old. Inst...