Month: November 2006

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    The Life of a Table

    Clayfun

    I once heard about psychics who can touch objects and sense things about people who owned them or held them in the past.  I believe that these kinds of things can happen.  I have had the experience many times of knowing things before I could have possibly known them and knowing places before I've been there.  This subject content sounds like it would have been better posted on Halloween!

    One reason that I was thinking of this tonight is that Chase and I were coloring on my kitchen table yesterday and his marker marks were going off the page and onto the table.  They're washable markers but I don't worry too much about it.  I wondered if my table will hold the energy and memories of so many things being made on it's surface?

    We've had the table, a really thick, solid, bench-type table, for almost 20 years.  It was given to me by my ex inlaws because we didn't have a good one at the time.  I was careful with it for a while.  But the kids colored on it, painted on it, I painted on it.  We drew and sometimes were too heavy with the pencil lead, causing impressions into the wood surface.  I scrubbed off paint and glue.  I wedged clay on it and built many ceramic objects.  Chase likes to use polymer clay on it.  Sometimes I have to get the clay off with a plastic paint scraper!  The finish is coming off in places. 

    Have you ever seen those pre-aged wood pieces made to look like they've been around for a long, long time?  They look quaint but they have few memories of contact with people.  The wood may have memories of its own life, growing in a forest somewhere.  Then came the saw!!  (I wonder if the tree screamed?)  Then came the planers and sanders.  The carpenters.  And the people who distressed the wood.  What is their job title? Batterer?  "I hit wood".

    If my table holds memories, hopefully it will be inspirational to whoever owns it in the future, whether it's a member of my family or someone else.  May it never become firewood.

     

  •  Still here...

    I've had a very busy few months since I last blogged. 

    I started an online gourd class website called, Gourd College Online.  This has kept me busy getting everything set up and trying to fine tune all of my record keeping and schedules.  I have about 15 teachers at my site and I teach classes also.  It's been frustrating because I would have rather started out with hiring a tech to do all of the web set up but didn't have much of a budget.  So I learned more than I really wanted to...I would have rather spent my time on art. 

    GCO logo

    I have been busy in my Lithography class.  The process is so different from anything that I have done before that I feel like an idiot!  I make mistakes on every print but I guess that's part of the learning process.  I love drawing on stone and I'm going to stick with the class for at least one more semester.

    This print is called, "Aspen Markings" and shows my  the bear marks that I see on the trees in Mineral King.  It faded out a bit at the top but I understand why now.  This is a very big print; it's
    15"X 11".

    Aspen-Markings

    Our family went to Boise in September for Desert Rose's daughter's wedding.  We had a total blast!  I think it's been about 15 years since I had that much fun! I visited the campus at Boise State University and am pretty impressed with the art department.  I plan on transferring there sometime in the future.

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                 Robin, Sarah, Shannon, and Lindsay          Cathy and I crying through the father-daughter dance

    Wedding2                       wedding1

    Chase is in the middle, Jake on the right,          Erin sang, "Come Away with Me" and 
     Cathy's granson, Riley on the left                                              I played guitar                

    It was an incredibly beautiful and meaningful wedding.  I will cherish it forever!

    That's enough news for now...I'll get around to all your sites soon!

    Hugs.