You still have time to see it ...

You still have time to see it …

That’s right, and it’s over on Sunday!

 

The Colborne “Three Degrees of Separation” show, that is … So, if you haven’t had a chance to get there, now is the time to go.  We start tearing it down at 4:00 pm on Sunday — and once it’s gone, it’s just the memories!  I had a great time planning and experimenting for this show, and I’m just about ready to put my thinking cap on for the next opportunity.  But first I have a few things to get my head around.

 

The first is a matter of style.  The second is a matter of time.  The third is a matter of focus.  These things are taking up space in my pea-like little brain today.

 

If I could discipline myself to a certain style, decisions about the kinds of resources I need would be so much easier.  Gave a friend one of the bowls I did with the soluble colorants I experimented with for the show.  She just happened to have a relative there who had seen some of my previous work, and quite honestly asked me why all of my work looked so different.  Couldn’t bring myself to tell her I have this ‘squirrel’ problem … some of you may have it too. Some pottery technique grabs my attention, or some color fascinates me for a bit, and I start off on a marvelous exploration of that, and then SQUIRREL, there’s a conference, or a visiting artist, or a show somewhere that pulls me in another direction.  It’s all good.  Just doesn’t help me settle in.

 

Then there’s time.  Do I want to spend time alone in my studio working through stuff, teaching in my studio with all of the interruptions that brings (as well as the great company and opportunity to meet lovely people), or sitting meditating or working on the things I’m interested in at the Dharma Centre?   I don’t know about you, but time is just flying by.  The big plan for this summer is to get the gardens set here in our new place and then sit and watch the boats go by (in between family visits and pottery shows, of course), but you know what plans are like!

 

And that leads me to focus.  What does my body and soul really crave?  I’m turning 65 this year … maybe it’s time to find out what my focus is and trust that what I love to do is actually my calling?  Maybe time to let go of any expectation about any of this stuff?  After all, it really is not over until it’s over …

Seeing t-pots in my sleep ...

Seeing t-pots in my sleep …

A sample of what's coming next ...

A sample of what’s coming next …

Heading for a wood fire.

Heading for a wood fire.

 

Hope this finds you well and happy!

Susan