Last year I had five lovely students at the Art Center on Miami Beach. Some of you might remember me mentioning this, or maybe you were there. Anyway... the kiln in the studio melted everyone's pieces. I was mortified when I opened that kiln. The blood drained from my head, and I felt like I was going to faint when I saw all that iguana poop glowing in the vermiculite. That was a lesson that I don't need to learn twice. "Know your kiln". So this poop has been sitting in my studio for almost a year. Everytime I look at it, it reminds me of the expensive lesson that I learned the hard way. Of course I had to give everyone another bag of metal clay and studio time to remake their jewelry. Bless their hearts. They were so understanding, and nice about it.
So now everytime I show someone the "dreaded poop" they say that it looks interesting. After 3 or 4 people said that, I started looking at it with "new eyes". Maybe I could turn the "poop" into something artistic and cool. I cleaned most of the vermiculite off with a radial bristle disk on my flexshaft, and tumbled them for about an hour. Now the poop was shiny and resembled" moon rocks" instead. From now on I will refer to them as the moon rocks since the transformation-thank God. One of the pieces started speaking to me in some alien tongue, but I understood ,and began to draw and design how I was going to use it in a new piece of jewelry. I made a pendant out of metal clay and it's sitting on my desk until tomorrow when I can work on it a little more.
I'm so glad I didn't send these moon rocks to the refiner. I almost did.