Ok, not ketchup....just catch-up...
Let's see....to start with, we're not going to Sapphire Joust this year. This will be the first one I've missed in nine years, but there is nothing fun about taking two rambunctious and highly curious little ones to an event right now. I'd rather entertain them while wearing shorts, and let them play in the pool with access to air conditioning. We've discovered that Noah, at least, did not benefit from my olive skin genes.
I could only imagine how many times I would be grabbing one or both of them off the listfield right before someone needs to yell "HOLD!!".
I'll miss all of you guys, but there wouldn't be any hanging out anyway, more like fragmented conversations while I run after either or both of the kids. Have fun for me, and somebody drink a beer or three in our honor.
Next....I finally finished the two large custom orders, and managed, kiln issues notwithstanding, to get them done and delivered early! Woo!
The daisies, for a parent of a child at a local school:
And the boats, for another school-related thing:
I'm starting my local market season this Saturday, with a market at St. Stephen's Episcopal Church. It's a brand new market in Richmond, and already it is popular. I hope it really takes off and I do well there. I won't be doing my previous market, the South of the James market, and that's a shame. I loved that market, and this year it is wildly busy, but due to communication breakdowns, I wasn't able to be a vendor. I was angry, but I am over it now. I think the new market will be popular, it's in a nice section of town, and it's also a community outreach project of the church's, so that's a good enough reason for me to support it. Plus, the vendors have some really nice things! Come see me, if you're local.
And check out my A Hot Piece of Glass page on Facebook!
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And now for the further thoughts.....
I posted a little while ago about thinking about going back to school. I realize that I always feel this dichotomy in my life, between art and a 'real career'. In one incarnation, I imagine myself in a high-powered, high-paying, very important career, administrating or managing some crucial organization, being the Director of Something Really Important, or the Chief of Whatever We Need. But when I think about it, there's nothing, except the thought, that really appeals to me about having a job where full-time equals more than 50 hours a week, where I might be expected to (gasp!) wear a suit and heels, where I'd have to use words like 'accountability', 'productivity', 'contribution to the bottom line', and 'revenue-based'.
I never really was the corporate type.
In the other incarnation, I find myself dreaming about daily work involving creating, helping people to create, and teaching some of my many skills. An art therapist, or art teacher, or even using art therapy and speech therapy combined. And then there's this idea I have that doesn't necessarily require I go back to school. I don't want to share the idea yet, because it isn't fully formed, but it does have to do with art, and with people.
I'll tell ya later.


