I got a message yesterday afternoon from an old friend inquiring as to my presence at an event last night. Said event was my ...ahem....th... high school reunion. Crap! I almost missed it. So this morning I have to thank the magnificent PWM for thinking of me and inquiring. I was only a little bit late getting there last night and had a grand time. Everyone was amazing. I had the usual HS reunion anxieties (but just a little bit cuz I didn't have time to sit around and angst about it) which were laid to rest pretty much the moment I walked through the door. Some folks I recognized immediately and others took a little longer. And then there was one....(don't give me that look cuz we've all had that moment of 'what if'.....and yes I WILL tell Jimmy... in a few days after I have found a file folder for it). I got to tell the band people that the reason I dropped out was that they were all better than me and I couldn't keep up. They were (are) a seriously talented bunch of people. I've been very lucky in this life to always be surrounded by smart, creative people. I had a serious case of the warm and fuzzies going home last night until ,that is, I ran into traffic.
Seriously Seattle , how do you do that ? How do you have the same traffic at 11:00 on a Saturday night that you have during rush hour the rest of the week? Insert heavy sigh here.
By the time I finally managed to pull into the driveway my tired brain had gone into default and I was calculating how many tomatoes I could stuff into the dehydrator and actually have them dry before they molded. Doing math keeps me awake so I was also calculating how many more jars I would need to get the texas chow-chow canned up. I was also wondering if I had dropped enough hints to Jimmy about what I want for my birthday this week. I shouldn't say hints cuz I don't do that to him. I learned years ago that the best way to get what I want inside a be-ribboned box is to just tell him. . Visual aids also help so ....a photo and a model number usually guarantees success. Unless ,of course, I accidentally told him six months ago that I wanted something else and he put it in long term memory.
Yes, I know I am rambling this morning but, I was up at 5 am after a short night and inspired by the Good Typist to try and keep a blog schedule.... or at least blog more often.. It occurs to me that I might try writing a paragraph at a time and then use bloggers cool scheduled post feature. God only knows what kind of confused mishmash, that passes for writing, that I would create that way.
There are a couple more weeks of harvest season to handle and then I can get into the studio guilt free. In a conversation with Feral Jane yesterday I was inspired to create a multi medium frieze. I was telling FJ about a textile mistake that I had made when an image popped into my head fully complete with materials and process. There wasn't any 'how do I do this? or what do I use?'. It was all there and complete. I love it when that happens! It makes being an artist so much easier.
Seriously Seattle , how do you do that ? How do you have the same traffic at 11:00 on a Saturday night that you have during rush hour the rest of the week? Insert heavy sigh here.
By the time I finally managed to pull into the driveway my tired brain had gone into default and I was calculating how many tomatoes I could stuff into the dehydrator and actually have them dry before they molded. Doing math keeps me awake so I was also calculating how many more jars I would need to get the texas chow-chow canned up. I was also wondering if I had dropped enough hints to Jimmy about what I want for my birthday this week. I shouldn't say hints cuz I don't do that to him. I learned years ago that the best way to get what I want inside a be-ribboned box is to just tell him. . Visual aids also help so ....a photo and a model number usually guarantees success. Unless ,of course, I accidentally told him six months ago that I wanted something else and he put it in long term memory.
Yes, I know I am rambling this morning but, I was up at 5 am after a short night and inspired by the Good Typist to try and keep a blog schedule.... or at least blog more often.. It occurs to me that I might try writing a paragraph at a time and then use bloggers cool scheduled post feature. God only knows what kind of confused mishmash, that passes for writing, that I would create that way.
There are a couple more weeks of harvest season to handle and then I can get into the studio guilt free. In a conversation with Feral Jane yesterday I was inspired to create a multi medium frieze. I was telling FJ about a textile mistake that I had made when an image popped into my head fully complete with materials and process. There wasn't any 'how do I do this? or what do I use?'. It was all there and complete. I love it when that happens! It makes being an artist so much easier.
