Thursday, April 15, 2010

Proud Nana!!!!

Got a call this morning from my just recently turned two year old Sophia. I, of course was sleeping, but when I returned the call, I learned that she had slept through the night in her big girl bed, without rails, and without her father sleeping on the floor next to the bed. While one night does not a habit make, Nana is, nonetheless, very proud of Sophie and her new achievement.

Clay Club

I had the best time at Clay Club last night. It was at Odyssey this month and Marian Parkes and Jill Wolf made a great party. It was a nice pick-me-up, as I was feeling a little Spring Blues-y and about to write a very uninteresting song, which would have been a thanks to all the Clay Clubbers from the Northern Territories for coming down south. And thanks to all of the South WNC Clay folk who came and showed the north that we are mighty, too. John Britt, Mike Kline and Marian Parkes have photos that will be post on various blogs, etc. See you next month for an Empty Bowl Extravaganza at John Hartom's (whom we missed very much last night).

Wednesday, April 14, 2010

Blogging Blues

I haven't blogged for a while because I get the feeling no one is listening, with 3 followers for whom I am very grateful. Perhaps it's because the posts seems to show up on Facebook, so people don't follow the blog. I hope that's true and so I will continue.

My camera is broken. This too is a dilemma when it comes to blogging, which, more and more, seems to be the display of photographs...even more so than words. We have become a drive-through, drive-by, nation. We have no patience for the art of, well, anything. The art of language, painting, pottery or photography (the kind with film and black rooms, where the emergence of an image was part of the art). I am sad about it, and yet, the digital age is exciting, or is it just addicting? Does the solitude it requires make us more, or less, interconnected? Why do I feel this melancholy?