I love Sunday mornings, I am always awake between 2am and 3 am, so I always have the world before it wakes up...but Sundays for some reason are extra quiet,extra peaceful. Maybe because it is the start of a new week, maybe because it is suppose to be my day off LOL.
I wonder if every potter felt as daft and out of their depth when they first started their business? I have run from pillar to post, not concentrating on what I really needed to, but everything else. Mud I get, I understand it, it speaks to me clearly....it is the rest of the world that I have trouble hearing and understanding.
I look around the studio and realize that in 10 days ...ooops 9 days I need to have greenware ready for the bisque fire if I am going to make the Rotary Show on the 22nd......and I have nothing!! Not really the chime forms are done, but none of the basket weaves, oh and I have 3 pitiful mugs........HUGE sigh.
Nobody to blame but my hard headed self.....I wonder why I never take the easy road, but rather get some secret titillating thrill of taking the rocky steep almost impossible road.
Time is a wasting and I have a long road ahead...time to get stuff done.
Happy Mudding
Gem
No comments:
Post a Comment