I am ready to once again set out on a long car trip (only a bit over 700 miles this time). Am I leaving home or arriving at the opportunity to journey beyond? Arriving at the ocean will be a departure from my usual setting and I look forward to embracing the possibilities that await. But first, many hours of I-95!
Monday, July 29, 2013
Sunday, July 28, 2013
When throwing on the potter's wheel you start with a lump of clay. The clay must first be centered on the wheel--but it is still a lump of clay at that point. It is only in opening that the lump can be transformed into something other. A bowl, vase, plate, mug, planter, cup, or jar all start with the act of opening; fingers pressed to the center move the clay to its new shape. This weekend, I have opened a shop on Etsy. This opening also leads to a new shape as I work to move my artwork into a broader space. On the wheel, the piece must remain centered as it is opened and throughout the entire process for a piece with integrity to emerge. Pottery is an excellent metaphor for life as the same is very true for us as well. Center, open, transform, and keep coming round to the center for integral peace.
Saturday, July 27, 2013
Friday, July 26, 2013
As another week draws to a close, I am challenged by how to best respond to the speed with which summer is slipping by. Whether measured in minutes, days, seasons, or years, time seems too often in short supply. What I am coming to understand is that when I worry about time's passing, I lose the minutes that I do have to be in this summer season. Each moment, there is an opportunity to be present or to wonder where the time has gone. And so, I begin again to be in time.
Wednesday, July 24, 2013
Tuesday, July 23, 2013
Monday, July 22, 2013
I have often found that when my outer spaces are organized my inner spaces tend to be more organized as well. Today, I turn my attention to the tall bookshelf that holds all my pottery. The contents of this shelf are beyond capacity and the pieces spill out across the floor. There is no organization here! As I move toward opening a shop on Etsy, I know that the life of this shelf needs to become a bit more ordered. Feels better already--outside and in!
Sunday, July 21, 2013
I combined a trip to Artscape today with a trip to the art supply store for canvas and white paint. Seeing the work of other artists always makes me want to come home and create! These are some of the blank spaces awaiting me that are a beautiful picture of possibility.
Saturday, July 20, 2013
This week Baltimore has been embroiled quite literally with a heat wave. It seemed to be the perfect moment to begin ‘arming snowmen’. This project does not need to be finished until the seasons roll round to winter, but today--just the idea of snowmen makes it just a bit cooler.
Friday, July 19, 2013
After posting my first entry yesterday I woke up this morning with this question: What was I thinking? A blog?? And, there is excitement about this project along with the incredulity. So, here is the thinking that supports this project: I am wanting to be more intentional with using my time to engage in art and hope that this process will facilitate both clarity and accountability, I am also opening a shop on Etsy with my pottery and hopefully some other creations and thought that a blog would be an additional way to connect with visitors to that site. It is also my wish to connect with others--not only to share what I am doing, but also to get to know what they are doing.
Poetry is often how I arrange words to know about the world. This poem written last spring speaks to this (ad)venture into the world of blogging and stepping into this space where I hope that I can both define and explore life as I know it to be.
on one’s willingness
with arms full
Thursday, July 18, 2013
It seems that life is often about arrivals and departures. For me, it is sometimes a challenge to tell them apart. Last Saturday I drove 919 miles. I left one home and headed for another. It was a long journey, but a familiar one. I had the GPS and I had traveled this way many times before. I knew the places to stop, the places where the road was curvy and where it was wide and straight. Today, I am embarking on a different journey. There is no map and I do not know the final destination--or even how I will know when I reach it. I am setting out in the moment and will tune in to see the sights along the way. Travel in this manner is certainly a departure from how I generally move through my days--and, it is an arrival as well!