Wednesday, March 25, 2015

Strength

Old vs. New

I have learned a lot about strength this year. I think that the greatest part of being a teacher, is that I learn so much from the students. Many of the lessons that I learn are easy. One example is the lesson that all kids teach: be friendly, and show you care. Kids always chat, make you presents, tell you jokes, make you laugh, and more.  They are givers and builders. I'm not sure at what age that stops, but I've never met a kid who didn't leave me a better person than I was beforehand.

This year, I've had the privilege to work with a student who frequently uses a wheelchair. It has given me a whole different perspective on the world. We visited a museum on a field trip and students had to climb down a flight of stairs and then up another flight at the entry. Because the building was constructed in the late 1960's, my student and I had to wheel through a labyrinthine series of hallways, storage rooms, and back offices in order to get to the same level as the rest of the students. At one point, we had to back into a tiny elevator, which tested the turning radius of the wheelchair, and my driving skills, to the limit. It was a lesson in the inconveniences that many people face every day. We attended another field trip where the other students in the class hiked along a rugged trail. With the wheelchair, we had to walk about a half a mile out of the way, on a poorly marked rough road, in order to meet up with the rest of the class.

I feel that I truly now understand the efficacy of having "handicap" parking near the front of stores. And, I have felt a tiny portion of the frustration that comes from having to take a "portable" wheelchair apart, and not have it fit in a car. It seems like sidewalks and curbs are never smooth and the way is always ridiculously circuitous. Yet, my student perseveres. I find myself feeling a rising tide of annoyance and impatience at "the system" with every experience. And, then something inside my heart tells me to settle down, and appreciate the understanding. And, to observe the strength that my student shows in the face of difficulties.




Nerves

Wall Sign

I always get so nervous when I have to apply for Open Studios. This year, I had to select seven pieces to place on the entry form. Each year, I feel really proud when the work is completed. But, then, by the time I have to enter in the Spring, I am a bundle of insecurity. So, this year, I'm just going to go for it. I'm not going to worry or fret, but just hit send...


Weathered Arbol de Vida
Wall Box
Donkey Obelisk
Saucy Vase
Floral Bottle
Welcome Home

Tuesday, March 24, 2015

Catch of the Day

Love the hits of mint green...

The striped guy down below is fantastic...

The blue plates on the right have such great texture...

The mix of blue glazes turned out well...

The aqua plate looks a bit like a sunfish...

We need to have a class sushi party...

Sunday, March 22, 2015

Vernal Equinox Glaze Day

This is where we started...
Bisque fired and fired after a whitewash coat...
A springtime treat while glazing...
Starting to build up three layers of color...
Layers of color on these sculptures...
Still more color...
And, then the nests get glazed…
Final coat on the eggs...
Ready for sanding and for the second to last firing...
After it is fired, this will get a dark wash and a final kiln blast...

Monday, March 16, 2015

My Favorite Mission

One day, I'll finish this mission, or start it...
San Carlos Borromeo de Carmelo...
Love the repair work...
In a garden niche...
On the way to the cemetery...
Saint Christopher in the parking lot...
Under the wisteria...
Abalone shell lined graves...
Off to Carmel Valley...

Sunday, March 15, 2015

Monterey Antique Market

Getting my bearings...
Time for some booth prowling...
The magic of crochet...
Doubting that the Modoc grew pears...
Kind of wanted the entire suitcase...
Vintage tablecloths and linens...
Outfits for every occasion...
Mint green overload...
A gorgeous ride...
Film at 11:00...
My treasures...