Io, in the garden, hand made, slab built statue, approximately 24" high by Tammy Vitale. 

Here’s my reason to freak out:  the big viewing lens on my digital camera just decided not to work.  I can still use it through the viewer (which husband does anyways, but which I hate).  For NO reason!  I didn’t drop it or shake it or anything.  I set it down and picked it up and it didn’t work.  This makes me sad!

Did much work yesterday assembling torsos with totems with masks and tiles for display at Joie de Vivre.  I have 8 done and several torsos with nothing that goes with them.  Maybe just a grouping of torsos.  I have been working toward this steadily and am pleased to find that I have more than I need.  That’s always a good way to go into a show:  too much work.  I may even have way more than I need because I can’t exactly remember how long this wall is.  I’m feeling very pleased about that, even if I am freaking out over my camera.  (My camera!  my 3rd limb!).

Have to sit at the Gallery at Friday’s Creek today, so this is necessarily short.  Here’s my Nov 3 art-for-the-day.  I spent some time browsing the other artists on Kat”s Paws (click over through the listing on the upper left side column here) yesterday and so did the collage last night.  It’s called The Watcher, and, like soul cards, has a verse to go with it:  I am the one who sits in the red chair, dreams of wild horses, watches clocks run backwards; I am the one who is watched by who/what I cannot see, approaching through the worm hole, 40 years in the blink of an eye. (sorry the photo isn’t as good as it might be – this is the last one I took before I couldn’t figure out what happened to my camera – husband did when he came home and left me a message. I haven’t made a soul card in a while and was inspired by all the collages I saw yesterday.

I make clay collages and call them totems.  I don’t often take pictures of them because they tend to be long and the dimensions don’t photograph well.  Here are some I made yesterday and the day before – I could’t get a good photo minus glare last night for some reason, but you get the idea.  Like paper collages, they are made with left overs, pieces that didn’t work, pieces that I got tired of looking at and took a hammer to (obviously they weren’t meant to be as they arrived.  Having outgrown their original shell, I release them to make something new).     

thought for the day:  Artists are channels for cultural feelings and creators of images that the culture is hungry for and doesn’t even know it.  Vicki Noble