June 17, 2010

  • Time

    I love this song.  Diamonds and Rust carved its wound upon my soul decades ago.  I've not been writing a journal in forever -- but now I feel the need to pour my heart into words and find myself again.  Clay is helping me heal, but it is a lonely path.  My kids are all growing up and moving away.  Two are at home now, but at present, they are at church camp.  The house is empty save for my husband and I.  We leave for the ranch tomorrow for the end of summer camp.  Things will be more active next week -- so I don't know if I will feel the need to write then. Silence propels you to think. Age propels you to consider.  Life propels you to learn and to advance your goals.

    I will be printing my photography on clay this summer and fall.  My photography teacher recommended it for my summer session of ceramics. I've learned three ways to accomplish it.  Its going to be fun trying out this new aspect of the two forms of art I love so much.