As a kid, I was always excited to get Cracker Jacks or some
cereal with a surprise in it. It took all my self-control to keep from just
dumping out the contents to get to that surprise, I always thought I liked
surprises. Segue to making clay and lots of it at both Plattsburgh State and
Cleveland State, tons and tons of it and over the years, in its making and
using, it yielded a wide bounty of surprises as well. The surprises found in
the slaked and pugged clay included, but was not limited to; glasses,
sunglasses, pens, pencils, watches, jewelry of all sorts including silver and gold, 2 engagement rings, a full 1 ct
diamond on a gold chain, numerous gold and silver chains, earrings of every
shape and size, including also diamonds, broken bisque, rulers, all kinds of
pottery tools, a pair of pliers, several smaller screwdrivers, sponges galore,
coins, paper money, a pack of cigarettes, a birth certificate (!) and a number
of other surprises. By far, the most surprising was when I wedged an xacto blade
into my palm which had to be removed with pliers, required antibiotics and a
time out from throwing.
That particular incident taught me a rather valuable lesson
and though I use commercially prepared clay today, I set about slicing the
block into 1/4" slabs prior to wedging it up, hoping to intercept anything
that may be in the clay. Up until last week, the only things I had found were
the occasional cigarette butt, small, very small stones and the odd piece of
shale now and again; that was up until last week. Last week, while slicing up
clay, I came across the unidentified object in the photo. Given its size and
the fact that it is some form of twisted, stiff metal, I am sure it would have
caused quite the injury had I wedged it into my hand. Though it has been a
number of years since finding anything quite like this in my clay, I am
certainly glad I am a creature of habit and learned an unwavering lesson from
all those years ago from a simple xacto blade and the myriad of other clay
surprises.