It was my first saturday in India and I had spent most of my morning stumbling around the other side of the world on a wet, dreary day trying to find an obscure Museum. With minimal directions and fading confidence, I began to face the prospects of complete failure when I fortunately came across the L & P Hutheesing Art School. The humble blue sign and steel fence didn’t look like much. But it looked like more than nothing. So I sheepishly entered though the gates, nervously past the security guard on my right, unsure of what I might find. Much to my surprise, I found a lot. The school was a hive of activity and there was some interesting pottery scattered about — perfect for a pottery blog I though.
If you enter through the gates, turn left, turn right up the stairs by the creepy cat, walk down the next set of stairs, turn left down the side of the greasy looking cafeteria, then left again, you’ll come to an intriguing little pottery area featuring a small glass cabinet of ceramic gems. Here is a selection of my favorites that I have no idea who, how, or when they were made (if anyone has any inside info, I’d be glad to find out):
I have no idea what those tall tapered things are but what can I say, I’m a sucker for white cracked pottery. Especially this next pot bellow. Though I’m not sure they are actually cracks, it looks more like someone has attempted to draw the world’s shakiest straight line.
These next two look like they’ve come from the same stable, with the second one looking like a starry galactic version of earth.
Down the bottom you have Antarctica, above that, Asia or Africa, and then on the right you’ve got the Americas.
This bubbly green glaze reminds me of when I was a child in school. We had these old-school iron column heaters on the wall of our classes. On cold wintery days they’d be cranking dangerously hot and we’d secretly melt crayons on them while the teachers weren’t looking. The heaters would end up looking something like this:
And then a week later, they’d look something like this:
Hahaha. On a bench next to the glass cabinet there were these quaint little terra-cotta cups (or tiny pots?). I can’t help but wonder why they were just sitting there abandoned on the bench.
And equally abandoned and almost hidden underneath a bench was this extraordinary rustic miniature head.