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- gary rith
- Gary Rith is a full-time studio potter and also an instructor of pottery at Cornell University's Pot Shop. Gary started learning pottery in 1983. In 1985 he served as an apprentice to Dean White of Deansboro, NY and earned a bachelor's degree in art from Bennington College in 1987. He has been a full-time sculptor and potter since 1997. Gary started his business in New Hamspshire, where he was selected as a member of the League of New Hampshire Craftsmen in 2004 and in 2005 was named one of New Hampshire's Emerging Ceramics Artists. He moved to the Ithaca, NY area in 2006, near where he grew up, and is happily making pots and sculpture in a purple house on Fall Creek. Gary likes to laugh, and his first goal is to have fun making pots.
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5 comments:
OK, I was raised to appreciate genuine Hummels. To me, they don't fall into the same category as most commercial pottery.
Maybe because I grew up with some pricey signed originals my grandparents picked up in Europe---not sure, but that must be why.
It's a style, at least, and far, FAR above Precious Moments and "made in Taiwan" animals..."
um, well....
It's true, Gary. I broke one, at a very wealthy families home, when I was a kid. It wasn't pretty. The lady of the house, had an entire collection, sitting on the mantel of the fire place!.....minus one!
I think Hummels were very popular in the 1970's---that's when I most remember seeing them in people's homes, and the fancy jewelry store on Main St in downtown Malone, NY carried them, and they were locked in a bog locked glass case.
I think they have fallen out of fashion since then. And they are certainly a "taste!"
It was in the early 1960's, probably '61 or '62, when I broke the Hummel, and I know this lady had had them for a long time. She was heartbroken, but understood that I didn't mean to break it. I've never forgotten it, though. I felt so bad. I was probably about 10 or 11.
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