The Sea-Jester in Autumn

Old clay.

Autumn Dreams

Gemini, Sleeping--A Mask: sculpture mix; denim, transparent brown, and clear glazing, layered.

Photo: August 10th, 2012.

Trolling the Blues -- Two Views

Gunthor the Troll
sings to the spirit of Fall.

Clay: soldate;
glaze: abalone.
Nov. 2015.

Welcome to the Labyrinth

Happy Autumn!

Clay mask: 2013
Rudi's apples.

Talismanic

Windfall and Bird

Yard-Pal

Autumn: The Old "Young Boar"

Young Boar: Navajo Wheel clay; brown glazing, layered.

Autumnal Reprise: Brecca

Autumnal Spirit

Autumnal Spirit: Bovine

Mask: Bovine For The Labyrinth --

Sculpture mix; celadon, denim, and transparent brown glazing, layered; copper wire.

 Detail:

The Spirit of Autumn

Hernest: sculpture mix; brown glazes, layered.

(You can learn more about this luck-piece here.)

Autumnal: Mask

The Sleeper:
sculpture mix; nutmeg and shino glazing, layered; leather cord.
Mask, 2005; photograph, 2012.

Kavanaugh's "On Raglan Road"

ON RAGLAN ROAD
          (Air: The Dawning of the Day)

On Raglan Road on an autumn day I met her first and knew 
That her dark hair would weave a snare that I might one day rue; 
I saw the danger, yet I walked along the enchanted way, 
And I said, let grief be a fallen leaf at the dawning of the day. 

On Grafton Street in November we tripped lightly along the ledge 
Of the deep ravine where can be seen the worth of passion's pledge, 
The Queen of Hearts still making tarts and I not making hay - 
O I loved too much and by such and such is happiness thrown away. 

I gave her gifts of the mind I gave her the secret sign that's known 
To the artists who have known the true gods of sound and stone 
And word and tint. I did not stint for I gave her poems to say. 
With her own name there and her own dark hair like clouds over fields of May 

On a quiet street where old ghosts meet I see her walking now 
Away from me so hurriedly my reason must allow 
That I had wooed not as I should a creature made of clay - 
When the angel woos the clay he'd lose his wings at the dawn of day. 

-- Patrick Kavanagh

And here's my favorite rendition of this poem by Mark Knopfler and Donal Lunny.

Reprise: Happy Reindeer

Sculpture mix; shiny black and shino glazes, layered, for the snowflake effect.

"Seyton!"

I'm thinking of a particular speech from Shakespeare's Macbeth: 
V.III. 23-34.  (Seyton is Macbeth's retainer and body-servant.)

Long ago, I wrote what I felt was a successful piece explicating Lord Byron's use of this same passage in his own masterpiece Don Juan.  I should hunt up those old words and see if there's any validity still there.  In the interim, I'll reread that piece from the Scottish play.

Druid

Druid, A Mask: 
sculpture mix; jade green, transparent brown, and clear glazing, layered and dripped.

When I hang the piece on the wall or from a tree, I'll use a leather cord (or four).  That somehow seems fitting here.

Quest-Motif

Autumn Dreams

The Sleeper: sculpture mix; nutmeg and shino glazing, layered; leather cord.  (Vintage 2005: one of the first pieces I considered wholly successful.)

Autumn Calls

 Hernest says, "Do you hear? Are you ready?"

(If you head to this link, you will find this dear creature's story.)