The Great Clay Harvest
I got into keeping plants over the past year. I started thinking in December that I wanted to replant my leafy buddies in custom plant pots that match my personal aesthetic. I considered that it might be fun to make them from scratch out of clay. And, the more I thought about it, I thought it would be exciting to both collect the clay and fire it myself.
This, of course, was merely a pipe dream until the circumstances aligned this spring. I had a lot more free time than I would’ve otherwise following the completion of coursework this semester and my parents happened to be having some excavation done at their house which is on land that was previously the ancient lake bed of Lake Michigan, and pretty much 90% clay. I was able to harvest more clay than I could lift on my own and set out to refine it for pottery use.
After soaking it and filtering out as much organic matter as I could, I let the sand settle and poured the slip into an old pillowcase, and then an old bed sheet, to settle and filter out. I hung them up to dry.
It rained the next day, so the humidity level has kept them from drying as fast as I would have liked. I hope to start working these clay bodies later this week and process more of the clay I harvested.