Shawen had to go to Anchorage yesterday, and since he had several hours before his appointment, he got a bus pass and went downtown. He was walking around and noticed several men with very interesting mustaches - long ones sticking straight out, long handlebars, styled beards, and they were people of different nationalities as he noticed by their accents- one was Australian, one German, etc. Lo and behold there was an International Mustache and Beard convention. There was a parade and everything. I cannot believe I missed this! I am sooo disappointed. Mustaches are fun. Check out George Ohr's.
Pots by George Ohr, made sometime between 1879-1910. He liked to haphazardly apply glaze, so someone said he said. Often they are streaky, but bright. He also used gunmetal, and many other glazes. Towards the end he was doing unglazed pieces. He reported amde tens of thousands of pots. His first pottery burned down and he lost abo. 10,000 pieces. He of course got and refined his own clay from the river. At certain points, Joseph Meyer was also in the pottery.
George Ohr, the Greatest Potter on Earth (or Elsewhere)
Shawen had walked quite a ways yesterday. He said that people were kind of looking at him funny. I said, "Shawen, you're wearing that stupid camouflage sweatshirt. There's no such thing as a limping hunter!"
Shawen was still limping by the time he got back to the airport, and since he had even more time to kill he went through security to eat dinner. He had been walking for so long that his feet, and subsequently his shoes were hot. He was taking them off at security and said, "Man, my shoes are smoking!" Shawen looked up at the security person with an 'oh crap, what did I just say expression?!' The TSA guy just looked at him and rolled his eyes.
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