Many years ago I was an avid amateur mud addict/potter. I was content to buy my clay from the store because while I knew clay was abundant in the ground my joy was making infinite bowls and vases I didn't need and nobody really wanted even if they smiled and said thank you when given them
My back yard is made of clay. Sticky, black (color doesn't matter of course) slippery expansive soil garden killing clay. Thanks to the ewetoob al-gore-rhythm I am revisiting an experiment that I abandoned nearly 30 years ago in my parents side yard. I've been refining and experimenting with the wild clay, and primitive firing techniques in my own yard!
It starts as dirt with as many rocks as possible removed.
Then I went it with excess water stir and let that settle a few times. Then it goes through an orange pasta strainer I've had since college and that gets us down to a pretty consistent sticky goo that is completely unworkable.
Next, playground sand is mixed in at about 20-30% to reduce stickiness and increase plasticity so it doesn't break when building.
I was a little skeptical at first so I used a propane torch to heat some really large booger sized pieces red hot and lo and behold... It worked. They didn't dissolve in water after. Amazing
Next step has been to build a kiln for firing stuff because I can't find a kiln for a price I want to pay... Maybe I should have kept one from the few "I'm going to start pottery again" attempts? Oh well
Anyway, it was a good excuse to cut up a keg shell. The chimney is a titanium slip-on sleeve from Leo Vince. So fancy.
Why? Because I'll be dipped if Going to pay $20+ each for ollas to try to keep the garden alive this summer when the yard is an oven
I'll post another followup picture tomorrow when stuff is cooled off. I made a baby vase, my kiddo made a... A penor