I love looking at photos because it gives the viewer the opportunity to see the world through the photographer’s eyes. Take a look at my world this morning.
As always, please feel free to leave me a comment, or a stone (o), to let me know you’ve stopped by.
Sometimes it’s hard to know what to say. So instead of making up things, I’ve been silent.  Silence can be a good thing, I think, and it is characteristic of the middle of winter.
I have been working on pieces and on my life. Also good. Take a look at one of the former as it is evolving.
The next step will be to bisque fire the piece. Then comes the glazing. I have an idea what I want to do. Now I wait until the time is right. A good thing to do.
It’s the last day of the first month in the year 2012. Temperatures have risen to nearly 60 degrees F; birds are singing Spring songs; snowdrops have emerged, as have other bulbs.
One day last week, we had one of those picture perfect sunsets, the kind about which poets and artists dream. Take a look at what I saw in my town:
As always, please feel free to leave me a comment, or a stone (o), to let me know you’ve stopped by. And, if you are so inclined, wander over to My Town Monday, and see what others have to say about the places they call home.
This has been quite a year—another one. We’ve had our share of challenges, and have, I hope, grown because of, as well as in spite of them. 2011 was the year we continued to learn about patience, gratitude, kindness, and love.
These skilled hands wish you and yours a new year filled with love and light, peace and joy, art and music.
In the Village of Peninsula, population 602, you can have whatever color Friday you’d like. We are small businesses—micro businesses actually—and when you support us, you support your neighbors and friends.
Here, we make things, one at a time, by hand. Being part of a continuum of craftspeople and artists, doing things like they’ve been done for centuries, incorporating the tools we have today, is an honor. We make things from our hearts, through our hands, and if all works out, something amazing happens.
Yesterday, I asked people what color their Friday was. Seems we had a rainbow in here. Just like I thought.
This media has given me the opportunity to connect with people all over this fine planet. It’s become the backyard fence, as we tappity tap our wishes, lies and dreams.  I am sipping my morning coffee (with steamed milk and foam), considering the day, and listening to the sounds of folks from the Cuyahoga Valley Scenic Railroad getting ready for the Polar Express.
I have a slab of porcelain ready to carve, this year’s ornament to design and gallery things to think about. We’ve had our first snow of the season, and the air is fresh and clear. The sun is shining on the beautiful Cuyahoga Valley. It’s all good.
Lots of folks think that Ohio is a place you drive through on the way to somewhere else. Until they come to my Valley and feast their eyes upon it’s beauty. Take a look at a bit of this place we call home, the Village of Peninsula, population 602. Feel free, as always, to leave me a comment, or a stone (o), to let me know you’ve stopped by.
Take a walk on over to My Town Monday to see what others have to say about the places they hang their hats.