The following are photos from the Community Temple Kiln Building. For more photos and narrative, scroll down to the next post or go HERE. 1. An inside job 2. Josh and Karl pondering the plans 3. Checking on the progress 4. The law of attraction 5. The mud that holds it all together 6. Noah’s […]
AKA: Potters who aren’t named Harry It’s been nearly three months since my husband, Joe, and I went to the kiln roof-raising at my Asehville Potter son’s place, where Joe joined the work crew and I cooked for them. Joe’s been back to help a second time. So has our friend Karl, who snapped this […]
Seems you can go anywhere on the grounds of FloydFest with a sparkly pink performer’s wrist band, even to the hospitality tent for a complimentary beer on tap. And if your husband is organizing the parking at the festival you’re likely to get a decent parking place and maybe a ride in a golf cart. […]
I’m not much good at a construction site. I don’t have the inclination or stamina for it. So, like my grandfather’s brother, Carol Wentzell, who cooked for a lumber camp in Nova Scotia, I signed up to feed the workers helping my son Josh raise the roof over his kiln this past weekend. Mostly I […]
1. While working a long weekend helping my son Josh raise a roof over his kiln site, my husband nearly forgot the foot injury he got at a recent martial arts event. The first morning back at home, he started thinking about it again and it started to hurt. “Why is it that when things […]
“Always we are eating and drinking earth’s body, making her dishes.” ~ Potter and poet, M.C. Richards. Between the bullfrogs and the snake handling church service being held just above Josh’s pottery kiln site, Saturday night in the Walnut part of Marshall, North Carolina, was pretty lively. The sound of hammers banging, electric saws singing, […]
AKA: See the T-shirt in photo number 4. “What’s the first thing I should do? Enjoy the scenery? Okay, I’ll check that off my list,” I joked to Joe just few miles out of our driveway, heading south on the Blue Ridge Parkway. We were on our way to Asheville to visit Josh for the […]
During this past fall while working on my BFA thesis exhibition, I became interested in exploring methods of using wood-fired ceramics to visually explain the strength of community. I wanted to create an installation that would communicate ideas about the universal importance of co-operative spirit in our world today, while also specifically expressing my gratitude […]
The following aired as a WVTF radio essay on June 15th. “Mom, what do you want to be when you grow up?” My son Josh asked me once when he was a little boy. I smiled and indulged him with an answer, “Probably a farmer.” Both Josh and his younger brother Dylan regularly gave thanks […]
1. This is the mailbox that used to belong to a man named Cleopis whose nickname was “Cope,” and it now belongs to my son, Josh Copus, whose nickname is also “Cope” (dog). 2. This is the old house that Josh un-built. 3. This is the crew that helped Josh un-build the old house. 4. […]
These are the stats: 96 beers, 12 pounds of hamburger, 8 meatless patties, 9 tomatoes, 2 blocks of cheese, 24 buns, 30 best friends, 1 videographer, 1 band, and 2 dance performances. The whole house is coming down in one day. Siding, roof, and floors. We’ll salvage what we can. The rest: We’re gonna burn […]
As of yesterday, my Asheville Potter son who loves the Red Sox is the proud owner of a green folder full of papers with lawyer “language” that says he owns 1.8 acres of land in Madison County, North Carolina. He bought the land from a man named Rob, an artist who appreciates Josh’s art, who […]
