Then I fired the bowl to a temperature of 2345 degrees F (cone 10). The fired Porcelain bowl sat for a few months longer while I worked on other projects, made special work for a show, completed the commissions. Finally yesterday was the day:
I loaded the top shelf of the kiln with some other pieces ready to finish and a couple of tests, and fired to Cone 6. (The dark areas on the shelf are left over from my PMC firing. I'll tell you more about that another time.)
Here is the kiln opened after firing. I typically overfire my glazes and glass because I like the luscious flow of the glaze and glass together on the surface when they sit with the heat for a little extra time. I discovered this by accident when I made a mistake in programming my kiln firing. I have done many experiments with firing times and temperatures. That mistake turned out to be a shortcut to the effects I want.
Is there a metaphor for life here?
Give thanks for our mistakes. They may be shortcuts to what we really want.