Renegade Writing

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Once I threw a fit in the largest art museum in the United States. I was wandering through its collection of nineteenth-century American ceramics and came across a large stoneware jug that was simply labeled as having been made by “Dave” sometime in the 1830s. Nothing more. I’m sure this label sounds bizarre to readers; I know a lot of Daves and you probably do too. But in the context of an art museum display of Southern stoneware, it can only refer to one person: Dave the Potter. And missing an opportunity to educate museum-goers about the wonder that is Dave the Potter is a terrible art-historical crime.

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After half a minute of indignant babbling, I explained Dave to the two friends I was with. The short version is that he was an enslaved South Carolina potter who made lovely, elephantine storage jugs. They’re special less for their quality and size, though, than for the signed and dated couplets he wrote in the wet clay. For example:

Dave belongs to Mr. Miles
Wher the oven bakes & the pot biles
31 July 1840

At this point, one of my friends—a scholar of African-American history—mildly freaked out too, and pointed out that it was illegal for slaves to read and write in South Carolina at the time. Indeed, there is a long period in the 1840s during which tensions between whites and enslaved people in the state were even higher than usual, and Dave appears to have written next to nothing during this time.

As an enslaved man in the deep South, how would Dave have learned to read at all? Apparently some slave masters broke the law and taught the men and women they owned to read, so that they could study the Bible. Harvey Drake, who owned Dave from birth until about the age of forty, may have taught him to read and write. Touching, until you remember that Drake still owned people. Nonetheless, Dave occasionally went by the name of David Drake after the end of the Civil War, a common choice by formerly enslaved people. He is also sometimes referred to as “Dave the Slave,” though I would be wary of following along with that trend. Despite the charming rhyme, it’s hard to believe that anyone would approve of “the Slave” as a surname for himself.

Interestingly, examples of the kinds of primers people would have used at the time frequently feature little couplets that are not unlike the ones Dave wrote. This is important in that an enslaved person would have had few chances for exposure to poetry, ever. The one below reads:

Delightful task, to rear the tender thought,
And teach the young idea how to shoot

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They’re full of slant rhyme, metaphor, and questions, as are Dave’s poems such as this one:

Give me silver; either gold
Though they are dangerous; to our soul
27 July 1840

 Though utilitarian, the vessels he made are elegantly curved and painted with earth-colored glaze. They are also enormous, as large as forty gallons—a feat few potters could ever match, indicating that he must have been extremely strong. Dave continued making large vessels even after he was run over by a train and lost one of his legs around the age of 35. Whoa. After this dreadful accident, he began working with another man (presumably enslaved as well) who had limited use of his upper body but was able to run the pottery wheel’s foot treadle.

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Dozens of Dave’s pots have been found that carry poetic embellishments; others exhibit only a signature and date. The words are prominent, near the lip of each jug or pot, and written in a surprisingly large script. The lettering’s location and size indicates that the writer didn’t intend his writing to stay a secret, and that white acquaintances accepted his education. Occasionally, he even references a vessel’s future owner:

When you fill this jar with pork or beef
Scot will be there to get a piece

(on reverse)
This jar is to Mr. Seglir
Who keeps the bar in orangeburg
For Mr Edwards a gentle man
Who formerly kept Mr Thos bacons horses
21 April 1858

Even more remarkable is the fact that he mentions his own enslaved condition on a few of the pots, as in the verse about “Mr. Miles” and in a later, more emotionally explicit poem.

I wonder where is all my relations
Friendship to all—and every nation
16 August 1857

In 1846—during his period of silence—Dave suffered the breakup of families and friends when he and seventeen others were sold away from each other after the death of their owner, Reverend John Landrum. When he finally began to write again in 1857, the event seems to have been one of the first things on his mind. But what would he have written had he truly been able to say whatever he wished? If he wrote anything after gaining his freedom, it has yet to be found.

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For more on Dave the Potter, see Leonard Todd’s Carolina Clay: The Life and Legend of the Slave Potter, Dave (2008).

P.S. I apologize to my readers (and to those whose collections are represented here) for the lack of captions. While the denizens of the Internet appear to be enthusiastic about Dave’s works, they do not seem to have been particularly careful about captioning them.

 

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  1. Renee on August 1, 2014 | Reply

    Very interesting bit of history.

  2. Penny on September 5, 2014 | Reply

    Although I have always had a great love for pottery, I have never heard of Dave the Potter – I do recall an article, years ago in the Smithsonian Magazine (published by the largest museum in the US?) about the Southern pottery tradition and an annual pilgrimage people make to the Carolinas to buy pottery. Dave seems even more remarkable when you consider that he must have been in his late 50’s when he began writing again in 1957 – conjuring images of a man who lived and worked as a slave his entire life (at that point) and still capable of wielding huge earthenware vessels. Your post makes me want to know more about Dave – did he learn his craft from another slave, was the art brought to the US by people from their native lands, were his pots made in a plantation-run profit-driven business, were all his poems committed to pottery creations or also to paper?? So, Dave lived to become a free man – in his mid to late 60’s by then- and there is no evidence of his work thereafter – perhaps he did not have the access or means to continue his creative work.

    • Larry Randall on February 10, 2015 | Reply

      Hardback book “CAROLINA CLAY/The Life and Legend of the Slave Potter Dave” by Leonard Todd. Copyright 2008 ISBN 978-0-393-05856-7 is an excellent source from which to learn the story of Dave.

      Author’s website is http://www.leonardtodd.com

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