I accumulated the time pieces on the shelf to dry. Haven't done firing a while I almost forgot the excitement of opening a glaze kiln. It is exciting because I never know exactly how they turn out until I see them. The heat journey is something I could never touch. It is capable of bringing both good surprises and big disappointments at the same time.

I stared at the fired pieces for a while, unconvinced, and shifted my eyes to the glaze test tiles. The grey ones are good and I know which ones I will use. The pink ones are failed. The colors faded after I expanded the recipe to a larger batch. I can move on quite easily with test tiles. Keep, try another, discard. But these time objects, I don't know it but I should know it. And I run another glaze kiln to be done and out for tomorrow.