Redlodge

Here I am, in Redlodge, Montana. Population: hardly any. What a tiny town! This is ranching country. Lots of cattle, horses and bars. I feel like I fit right in…. except I can ride a horse like a cowboy walks through San Francsisco- awkwardly if at all. The more time I spend in Montana, the more I feel at home and really fortunate to be here. It is by far the prettiest state I’ve been in. The people are good too. I appreciate the working mentality in a place like Redlodge. Hard work, honest work.

On to the other stuff. I’m here because of the “Redlodge Clay Center”. Please click the link and find out more. I get to live and work here for two months. I have basically no responsibilities beyond cleaning up after myself. It seems like a dream come true to just make make make. The entire studio is supremely well equipped with just about anything I could ever need.



Here’s a shot of my studio. Big enough? Yah I’d say so. Tomorrow my friend, Courtney Murphy will be showing up and we’ll be wrestling for tables and some of those rolling carts…and not to mention the parking spot in the garage.


My second day started off by humping some wood around for my upcoming firing and a good amount of pots. The weather was warm enough for a tshirt as long as I kept moving. I even got a bit of a sunburn. Is it winter or what? The weather will probably change for the worse when I’m loading up this nice little kiln. I hope I can fire soon. We’ll see how it progresses. I have some new ideas kicking around my head.. so there should be lots of new work.