I've begun thinking more and more about form and function lately. I've managed to decide exactly why I dislike certain mugs (handles feel yukky in my hand, cup seems unbalanced, colors unpleasing to my eye....). But, try as I might, I can't decide exactly what factors attract me. At least, I can't decide on the common factors that would allow me to create mugs that make others die to touch and, subsequently, own them.

I know my mugs sell because of cutesy gimmicks I've used on them, making them the "perfect" gift for that right/left-handed person, Jewish mother, father, grandparent, etc.

I think an ultimately satisfying goal for me in the new year (which is coming up this week for those of the Jewish persuasion) is to find my form voice in my mugs. I'd like to create mugs that beg to be touched -- mugs that ask you to pour liquid in and savor the time spent at the table or desk sipping that liquid from the perfect vessel.

Keep an eye on my shop to see if I'm able to even begin achieving this!

'Tis the season -- and I don't mean xmas. Chanukah is fast approaching -- well, December. I've just finished a series of family mugs for Aba (father), Ima (mother), Saba (grandfather), and Savta (grandfather). I'm considering making a few Morah (teacher) mugs to fulfill the need for day school and Hebrew school instructors.

I've also been working on a new handbuilt design for Chanukiyot. One is awaiting the glaze firing. The other, alas, imploded in the bisque fire. I can only surmise it was less dry than I thought when I put it on the shelf.

I'm hoping to have one or two photos of the finished product up soon.

Meanwhile, to those who read this blog (does ANYONE read this blog??):

Shana Tova U'Metuka!!!