Højsommer

Trods gode intentioner om at få bloggen op at køre, så ja......

Tiden løber stærkt og jeg halser som altid langt bagefter. Projekter er der masser af, - og interresser, nye som gamle...

In spite of good intentions to get the blog up and running, well.....

Time flyes and I run far behind as allways. Projects piling up, - and interests new and old....

Her er sølvring fundet med metaldetektor. En hobby der giver masser af frisk luft og natur, - begge dele noget jeg kræver for at kunne eksistere.... Men en tidsrøver.

Here a silver ring I found metaldetecting. An interest wich provides lots of fresh air and nature, - both things essential for my exsistance.... But what a time robber.

Så er der jo også have og drivhuset og blomsterne og hønsene og og og....

Then I also have the garden, the greenhouse, the flowers, chickens and and and....

Her er det "Punker-mor med adoptivbørn". Min ene Orpington høne med fjerfejl i nakken, der gør at hun altid har hanekams frisure :-)

A photo of "Punk-mom" with har adoptive children. One of my Orpington hens, who has a flaw in her feathers in the neck, which gives her a constant mohawk :-)

Men der sker da lidt på ler-fronten også. Lysten er ved at vende tilbage og jeg har sågar været afsted på marked og skal snart igen.

Small things have happened in the studio. And my desire to make and create is coming back, - and I´ve even been to the marked and I´m planning to go again soon.

Her er det garnskåle på vej og et forsøg på at lave små, meget små vaser....

Here bowls becoming yarnbowls and tiny vases...

Og mandens "pissoir" Piss-fisken" blandt venner, er ved at få en storebror. Tanken er at den skal installeres på mændenes toilet til et musik-event næste måned. Når så lyset tændes på toilettet, skal temaet fra filmen Jaws strømme ud fra monterede højttalere i lokalet..... Det skal nok blive sjovt!

My mans urinal "the Piss-fish" among friends, is having a big brother. The plan is to install big jaws in the mens toilets to a music-event coming next month. Then when the light in the toilets are turned on, hidden loudspeakers will play the theme from the movie "Jaws".... What fun!

Som i kan læse, har jeg masser af tossede projekter igang, så lige et sidste billede, der forklarer hvorfor, det nogen gange taget lidt længere tid at komme i mål....

As you can read, I´m busy with lots of crazy ideas, so here´s a last photo explaining why things sometimes takes much longer then planned....

Forfatteren siddende hjælpeløst fast i Lillebælt-ler ved Trelde Næs. 

The writer helplessly stuck in Lillebælt-clay by the landmark Trelde Næs.

Lillebælt clay explained:

40-100 m thick deposition of plastic clay from between Eocene, approx. 50-45 million. Years before now. It consists predominantly of calcium-free to slightly calcareous, greenish, very fat clay. The lower part includes more sprained, green and brown layers, while the upper part contains light layers of marl. The upper part of the Little Belt cladding is rich in clay smectite. This causes clay after absorption of large amounts of water to become unstable and causes major landslides.

Can act as quicksand and no good for pottery use!

Havenisser - garden gnomes

Måske er jeg lidt langsom, måske har jeg en syg form for humor.... I alle tilfælde er jeg syg og har været det et stykke tid nu. Så ingen vilde julefester til mig...

Perhaps I'm a little slow, perhaps I have got a sick sence of humor.... In all cases I am sick and have been for some time now. So no wild christmas partys for me...

Men det gør ikke det store, det med julefesterne. For manden skulle arbejde, så det var blot min mor og jeg, der hyggede juleaften med andesteg og al det der. Manden kom hjem ved 21 tiden og hyggede med.

But that wasn't a problem, that part about christmasparties. The husband had to work, so left was my mother and I, having a cosy christmas eve with duckroast and all the stuff that goes with it. The husband returned from work at 21'isch and joined the party.

Men det der sygdom, det kunne jeg godt være foruden. Et eller andet mavehalløj, der tapper mig totalt for energi, så jeg har intet nået den sidste uge op til jul. Undskyld til dem, der håbede at få julegaverne fra mig i sidste øjeblik.

But that stomackflue, I could gladly have been without. It drains my energy totally and I've acomplished nothing the last week before christmas. My apologies to the people, hoping to get the last christmasgifts made by me, I'm sorry.

Men for at vende tilbage til den syge form for humor er her et par billeder at mine nye havenisser 'med et twist'. Lavet før maven slog mig omkuld.

But back to the sick sence of humor, a couple of photos of my new garden gnomes 'with a twist'. Made before my stomack turned on me.

 Zombie #1

 Zombie #2