So we did, and we were kind of in awe at the simplicity of the whole process. We are used to working with a lot of supplies and formulas and tools, and firing in an industrial electric kiln, so taking all that away and bringing it down to it's most elemental components - digging earth, shaping earth, putting earth in fire - was a really rewarding and inspiring experience.
The clay on the island is very coarse, and not super easy to work with. So this year we thought we'd bring one or two simple tools and see what kind of a difference that would make. We brought a bucket, a sieve, a spatula, a plaster slab, and two wooden forming tools - a knife and a rib. While sieving the clay did make it a little smoother, we didn't feel that it made it any more workable. Next year I don't think we will bother with the tools.
After digging and preparing the clay, we shaped it on the beach one afternoon, and fired under the light of a full moon. A few of the pieces blew apart in the fire, likely because we rushed the drying process in order to try to have our fire on a less windy evening. The whole week was very windy, but of course the night after we fired was the stillest!
We were up past midnight tending the fire and expecting the tide to come up and dowse it like it had the year before, but it didn't get quite as high this year. So after removing the surviving pots, we put out the fire and went to bed, our clothes saturated with wood smoke. We were so tired and our eyes stung and throats itched from being so close to the fire all night. We both agreed we wouldn't fire clay again next summer, but I'm already looking forward to giving it another go!
