The environment that dictated my 48 hour improvisation was essentially an urban one, a regular house block close to Ballarat’s CBD. In the process of renovating a Victorian cottage from the ground up, I had at hand a good source of fuel which would otherwise have been waste – timber off-cuts – and the clay came from stump holes that were part of that renovation process. I also had a pile of old red bricks, which, after an initial design failure, became my makeshift kiln.
Because I was in town, my firing had to be small and contained. I ran into a few unexpected problems when building and firing the kiln – all the planning I did before I started meant nothing in the face of the physical reality of what I could achieve in 48 hours – therein lay the fun!
The 48 Hour Project condenses improvisation, and brings to the forefront concepts which make this approach important to me: the idea of an intense relationship with one’s immediate environment, and of using resources carefully and thoughtfully with an understanding that when they are gone, there are no more.
I hope also, that the venture may inspire others to challenge themselves to try their own 48 hour project, maybe with clay, maybe with some other creative pursuit.
I hope also, that the venture may inspire others to challenge themselves to try their own 48 hour project, maybe with clay, maybe with some other creative pursuit.
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