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Full Moon Music – Ghosteen, Nick Cave & the Bad Seeds It seems to have been raining for days, sifting relentlessly out of a white sky with no distance in it. Everything is soaked, even the birds look like bits of footwear fished out of a canal. The blueblack paths are pasted with leaves orange,

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Hallowe’en Moon: waxing crescent As we grow older The world becomes stranger, the pattern more complicated Of dead and living. Not the intense moment Isolated, with no before and after, But a lifetime burning in every moment And not the lifetime of one man only… T. S. Eliot, East Coker It’s early morning. The air

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Moon: waxing crescent Music: Goodbye to Language, Daniel Lanois ‘… wood, with a gift for burning’ Adrienne Rich, Song It’s been a busy couple of weeks at Mud Station. There’s so much to plan and organise, and much of the work I find physically rather hard. The simplicity and correctness of it keeps me going,

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Autumnal EquinoxMoon – waning crescent Recycling is very important, as we all know. At Mud Station our goal is to keep all the clay we have in the system for as long as possible – ideally till it’s been glaze fired and returned to its proud owner. Till then, everything that isn’t made into something

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‘The world is so loud … keep falling, I’ll find you.’ Kate Bush, Snowflake Tonight’s full moon is a harvest moon – the full moon closest to the autumnal equinox. I went to the pottery early in the morning to unload the kiln. The city was empty, virtually devoid of traffic, and very quiet. At

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Moon: waxing crescent.Soundtrack: new TOOL album Lunch: homemade rosemary and lavender cake (vegan)… September. It’s getting colder. The light has changed, becoming whiter, and the trees stream noisily overhead when I cycle home from the pottery. I love this time of year, it’s rich with emotional connections and memories. I feel my inner life condensing

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‘Craft is what enables you to work when you haven’t got any inspiration’ Brian Eno Anyone can, and should, at some time in their lives, make a pot. You don’t need anyone’s permission. You don’t have to be ‘artistic’ or think of yourself as ‘creative’. You just have to really want to do it and

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‘Part broken, part whole, you begin again’ Jeanette Winterson We were cycling away from the pottery the other day and Sylwia said to me ‘I can smell the Autumn’. It made me want to go home and listen to The Sensual World by Kate Bush. Different times of year evoke rich associations which are often

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