:::: One of the last 1000 Major Jugs By a lifetime Potter/Sculptor ::::
Each major jug numbered, dated and signed by the artist. Collect the whole set. (See" About The Artist " For Details)


Title: " Fire And Brimstone Preacher"

Note: This jug turned out just how I envisioned it, which is a very rare occurrence. It is one of my personal favorites so far.

Comment:: When I was a kid, itinerant preachers would come to town during the summer.
They would set up an old circus tent in some vacant lot, pass out fliers and hold "Revivals" each evening for a week or so.
Our parents or grandparents would drag us kids to at least one evenings services.
If Brother Trugood was holding a tent meeting we would go every night. I was about eight or nine years old and I thought it was great entertainment.
Entering the big tent was like going to the circus. The smell of fresh cut grass mingled with the sawdust or hay that was put on the ground to hold the dust down. This was laced with the smell of ladies perfume, sweaty farmers and an occasional whiff of whiskey as the men passed the bottle.
Brother Trugood was a master psychologist. He started the meeting with a few hymns and some friendly personal stories, to get the congregation warmed up, all the while pacing from side to side on the makeshift stage looking everyone in the front 5 rows in the eye. He was always reading the audience making you feel like he was talking directly to you. He spoke softly at first telling what a wonderful place Heaven was. Then he started preaching about sin, biding his time, carefully choosing his words, waiting for the first "Amen!" Then he would pursue the line that had gotten the response. "Hallelujah !" from Aunt Sally. "Amen !" from old man Wooster . "I'll drink to that !" from Jake (the town drunk). At first the amens came like drops of rain when a thunderstorm is just starting, one here and another there, then a third and fourth. Then like hail, one after the other from all sections of the tent. When he had them going he would unleash the "Fire and Brimstone". For the next hour or two the eternal dualities would be fought out on that stage . Love and hate, Heaven and Hell, good and evil, damnation and salvation were all addressed. It was hard to believe that there was only one man on that stage as he took on all the roles and seemed to be wrestling with himself.
A lady in the front row would fall to the ground babbling incoherently or "speaking in tongues", as the preacher called it. A few more would join in the mass hysteria created by Brother Trugood. He would pray over the people twitching on the ground until they regained their composure. Then his sermon turned to redemption and salvation. Everyone was invited to be saved or forgiven of their sins. A line of people would form and each person in line would receive a personal prayer and blessing. Jake, the town drunk, would be saved every night.
I don't know if it did my soul any good but it was theater worthy of Shakespeare.


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Size:This is a big heavy jug. He stands about 12" tall and 12 inches wide. He would hold about a gallon. He is made of high-fire stoneware and the glaze is handmade by me and is food safe and lead free

Medium: Stoneware, glaze

Materials and process: Hand thrown and sculpted stoneware, and high fire glaze.

Signed: Yes. Artist signed, numbered and dated with the year produced.

Original: Entirely handmade using no molds.
Each jug is an original.
Comes with a certificate of
originality.

 


# 37 Of The Final 1000

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