Sunday, May 15, 2011
Friday, January 14, 2011
Sculpting a wee little dog....
An artist cannot talk about his art any more than a plant can discuss horticulture. ~Jean Cocteau
A photo essay of the process of Creation,
first comes the sculpting....
After the first bisque firing, the waxing of the bottom of the piece, then the glazing
re-firing in the kiln to a high gloss, porcelain china
She came out beautifully, and yes, she is already sold and on her way to one of my collectors in Europe
Wednesday, December 29, 2010
Why I am not Santa Claus
A little sarcastic note to my customers and friends
and a big reminder for me for next Christmas
and a big reminder for me for next Christmas
Even though I have many Reindeer friends, I am not Santa.
How do I know this? Let me count the ways...
1. I do not have 100+ little elves helping me make things.
Everything I sell is made by just me. I do not wake up in the morning to find everything made and finished by my little elves that work for me. I wish.....
2. I really have no sleigh and 8 tiny reindeer! I cannot deliver everything overnight.
As much as I love the post office, I cannot guarantee that the item you order on December 22nd is going to make it to you by Christmas.
3. Ho, Ho, ho....
I have discovered I am not very jolly when overwhelmed with work.
4. Cookies and milk...
hmmm.... I forgot to go to the store, the milk went bad, and who has time to make the cookies????
5. Making his list, checking it twice....
I really need to work on this one, I am not perfect, I have little sticky notes all over my studio..... no organization at all
6. Finding out who is naughty or nice
This one I really wish I could do, some people came be so naughty, but the nice ones make up for it. I wish I just did not worry so over the unkind comments.
7. I am not coming to your town.
Really, now who would make these if I did, sorry I missed your party, but the orders were coming in and I took on too much. I need to learn to say no.
8. North Pole
I live in sunny Florida, and my Siberian Husky has never even seen snow. Something I have promised her one day....at least she likes to go to the beach and swim.
9. Snow White Beard
Blond hair, no beard, but the white is coming in rapidly....
10. "Christmas is not just a day, but a frame of mind" (Kris Kringle, Miracle on 34th street)
This is the one which sustain me through out the year, and if I can put a smile on someones face this Christmas, then I have done my job. I may not be Santa, but I am one of his followers.
Tuesday, November 30, 2010
Last Day!
Tuesday, November 2, 2010
You people think differently??
I actually had someone say that to me at an art festival. "You people", as in artists.
Do we? I mean, really? I do not think so, although I am the first to admit my mind zooms off in a hundred different direction most of the time, I also admit I have a severe case of ADD and take medication to help, that way I can at least focus on finishing what I start.Fragments and shards everywhere! My mind would move so quickly that I couldn't keep up with my own thoughts. Some artists think differently than other people, and some artists think differently than other artists, but a lot of artists probably think like a lot of other people. The reverse is probably true as well.. I don't think that being an artist is the dividing line. I think it's a matter of how people think and see things.
Sometimes I feel as though I am trying to say something, explain my thoughts through art. I see a light shine on a leaf, the reflection of a sunrise in the water. I am enthralled.
I was out the other evening and I was watching a little sparrow taking a bath in a decorative fountain. The way the lights shone on the water, the sparkling of the the droplets in the air, the sweetness of the joy of the little bird. Some woman came up and went "yuck a bird", and shooed it away.
I guess if this is how other people think, I am glad I think like an artist.
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