1. I started by wire-cutting, wedging, and rolling the clay on the slab roller. After making sure there were no air bubbles, I cut a piece of paper to the size of the slab i wanted and used it as a template to cut away excess clay. I used a small loop tool to carve in the ginko leaves, and a needle tool to make the grid texture around the top edge of the mug. After I had added my design to the clay, I stood it on its edge and began to slowly curve the two short edges towards each other, keeping the clay wet to avoid cracking. I scored and slipped the edges, then blended in the seam so that it wasn't noticeable. After I had the cylinder shape, I carefully pushed the end into a triangle to form the three feet and scored where the clay met. I used more clay to cover any holes in the bottom. I then made a small rounded handle, scored and slipped it along the seam, and smoothed out any rough edges. After the mug was fired, I sanded down any sharp edges and added glaze so it could be fired again and finished.
2. I made a small, rounded handle out of a small slab of clay. 3. I think the ginko leaves and glaze colors were very successful. If I was remaking it, I'd make the original slab bigger so I could have a bigger mug and try and keep all sides even to avoid any leaning. 4. Clay Slab- a thick, flat plate, or slice, of clay. Joined to other slabs by scoring and slipping.
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Susanna Hesselberg was born in 1967 in Uppsala. She lives and works in Malmo, Sweden. She’s an “established international artist”. She’s represented in Paris, Copenhagen and Malmo. Hesselberg has had shows at The School Gallery, Paris (2008). Peter Lav Gallery, Copenhagen (2007). Centre Culture Suedois, Paris (2005 & 2004). Nikolaj Copenhagen Contemporary Art Centre & Tensta Konsthall (2009).
Most of Hesselberg’s work is in photography, though in 2015 at Sculpture by the Sea in Aarhus, Denmark, she installed a piece titled “When My Father Died It Was Like a Whole Library Had Burned Down”. The artwork references the lyrics from World Without End by Laurie Anderson. For me this piece is deeply moving; it feels like a physical manifestation of grief and mourning. I can feel this sense of losing something immense and irreplaceable in the illusion that the library is never-ending. Losing someone in any sense is hard and it can feel like you’ve lost entire worlds worth of things. Things they like, things they know, stories they tell, jokes they remember. This is such an accurate and moving depiction of grief and loss. The link for her website is marked as “could be hacked” and is not functioning. |
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