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Clay Festival in Gruene October 2016

We usually try to catch this festival of potters in Gruene, as it has some high quality potters showing their creations.
Roger Allen's potters from the Chicken Farm Studio are usually present and we always enjoy talking with them. We have a few of their plates already, so we were not planning on buying anything more from them, but then dang, they had a new version of their decorative plate, this time a departure from the Moonwalker theme.  So we bought it:

Here is a photo of the scene in a general area of the show.  We got there at the opening minute, so there were not a lot of people milling around (and getting in our way).

An older fellow is usually at the show, and doing demonstrations of firing a kiln.  I liked his homemade gas-fired kiln and so this is a photo of it.  The shell is just steel angle iron and the ceramic insulation comes from distribution international.  All the propane equipment comes from Tractor Supply.

Ron Boling is a retired professor from UT, now living in New Braunfels and continuing his work on pottery making.  Last year we purchased a raku bowl from him.  This year his pottery took a turn away from raku because he said it took too much work and he was getting too old for all that work.  His new work is attractive.  We chatted a long time about his experiences in teaching ceramics and his travels to Mexico on grants to learn more about ancient pottery making.  Interesting fellow.







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