Every Sunday I go to the studio bright and early and usually stay there all day. It is generally a very productive day for me and I always go in with a list of things I would like to accomplish by the end of the day. Today I had no plan. I got a late start. I had no coffee to soothe me. I had no giant sub sandwich to feed me. And I had no exciting new ideas. So I did what I always do in these situations - I made bottles.
I have been making bottles for years now. When I first started I quickly realized how great they looked in multiples and had envisioned making tons of them and turning them into an installation art piece. After making around 50 I grew tired of the whole thing and sold them at a pottery show. Some time passed, I ran out of fresh ideas so I started making bottles again. It seems that whenever I am at a loss for new ideas I resort to making my old reliable bottles. Today it occurred to me that rather than think of the bottles as a last resort I should look at them as a cleansing of the pallet, a transition to the next great thing.
So, what did I do today? I refreshed my creative mind, I recharged my artistic batteries, I made four bottles. Tomorrow? I'll probably make four more.