For the first time in.. hell, 2 years, I shaved my legs. Just the bottoms, below the knees- I impulsively cut through the mass of hair on one, and when I was done with that one I found myself compelled to complete my task though my momentum had faded. Missed a couple of spots but I can easily maintain them now.
Yeah, I’m gonna quit. How long can I justify being off? 4 months? 6? 8? In my wildest dreams I’d sell at least some pottery, extending my time away from traditional work… indefinitely? Bad time to enter any market though. I think I’ll commit to buying a camera, but only after I do all of the rearranging I’ve been telling myself I’d do. With better lighting in the living room and a fresh layout, complete with some wall art, I think it can be revitalized. (The bathroom needs a deep clean too). And that carpet needs the power clean.
Off track. Quitting, so I can spend time not just on pottery, but on drawing and mini painting with my babe and cooking and reading and excercising hopefully. I need a change of pace. I need to refresh. Going to try to sketch a little each day. Sort of embarrassing to go back to beginner lessons, but my hand is a dumb tool right now.
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