Woman Dancing, ceramic wall sculpture finished with stains and acrylics, 13.5" tall, by Tammy Vitale
Yesterday I forgot to mention that on our (1.25 hour) trip to the Wade-In on Sunday my exhaust system became exhausted and started dragging. No problem, says Husband (which is why I keep him around – he knows these things), diesel won’t catch fire from sparks. So we dragged around all day and dragged home without dropping the exhaust. Then Husband, who knows about these things, band aided it back together until we can get parts. He’s so smart! So I have something to drive even if it makes me a bit nervous. I’m taking some short trips for starters. There’s something else making a noise under the hood, but we can’t find that. I guess when a car has 423,000+ miles, one doesn’t complain about these small fix-ups.
One of the short trips I took yesterday was to visit with Tricia Darrow at her Bead Boutique in Prince Frederick. My favorite place to go and relax. And buy beads. You cannot go in her shop w
ithout buying beads. I wasn’t going to, but then I found this great charm and had to buy beads to make a necklace for it. Tricia noted that it’s "girls’ night out" this Friday, from 6 pm til whenever. So I think I’ll just take all my stuff up there and see what I can build given most everyone knows more than me so it’s fun and learning all rolled in to one. Stephanie, Tricia’s employee, wants me to switch out their current torso with Made With Love, the pregnant torso I had hanging at ArtOmatic. Stephanie stopped through and decided they need that at the shop, so I’ll bring that along on Friday.
Got in the studio long enough to make another large seahorse, a hanging torso for a new nest – haven’t figured out the mechanics of that yet. Am hoping it works. Can’t visualize the hanging wire and the wires for the nest without getting them all tangled up so I guess I’ll have to play with the real life thing once it gets fired and put together. HealingMagicHands from The Havens is sending along some bird nests – bless her! I’ll have a whole series of torsos with nest. I like that idea!
Twice yesterday I had to shoehorn myself into the studio. I have been building blocks against the studio for unknown reasons. I can give you the excuses: I’m tired, I have to think about the part-time job (the worst excuse), I don’t have enough time. Then I get in the studio and putter around finishing up a bunch of work that’s been waiting patiently, leave, shoehorn back in and enjoy making the seahorse and the torso, and wonder: why do I make it so hard?
Patry Francis has a great blog on blocks, and the Principle of Inertia, Blogger’s Block" written May 6. I can’t figure out how to get her permalink, but here’s her blog. Scroll down and check it out. Best explanation I’ve seen, so I will adopt it henceforth. Basically it says you have to move if you want to keep moving. I have been playing too much Luxor 2 (I will say that I do believe that a certain amount of vegging, either in front of the TV or the computer screen chasing lines of colored balls, allows the brain free rein to gather the strands of future artwork. That said, at some point the vegging has to stop, hence my adoption of "move so you can keep moving.")
The blogosphere is a pretty awesome place to learn life lessons!
thought for the day: It is just as fatuous to think that once we solve an issue it stays solved, that once we learn, we always remain conscious ever after. No, life is a great body that grows and diminishes in different areas, at different rates. When we are like the body, doing the work of new growth, wading through shit, just breathing or resting, we are very alive, we are within the cycles of the Wild Woman, If we could realize that the work is to keep doing the work, we would be much more fierce and much more peaceful.
To stay with one’s joy, we sometimes have to fight for it, we have to strengthen ourselves and go full-bore, doing battle in whatever way we deem most shrewd…We can go without most things for long periods of time, anything almost, but not our joy…the ultimate instruction to us all: "He who cannot howl, will not find his pack." [Charles Simic] If you want to re-summon Wild Woman, refuse to be captured. Clarissa Pinkola-Estes, Women Who Run With the Wolves
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Love these two pieces!
Thanks for the link to P.F.'s blog – I not only have to shoe horn myself in, I have to will myself to even pick up the shoe horn! 🙂
Oh, never good when your exhaust falls to the ground! Your car has over 400,000 miles on it? AND RUNS?! Whoa!!!
I am still in love with the nests… is she sending you REAL birds nests? Like from a tree?
"The blogosphere is a pretty awesome place to learn life lessons." Yep – that's why I love to read your writings. Artists and crafters are often so isolated – working alone in their studios — I welcome hearing how you're doing, what you're doing and going through the creative process with you.