jsquared_h ([info]jsquared_h) wrote,
@ 2006-03-24 16:58:00
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NEED TO DO SOME ART!
Ranting because its fun.... Ok, I reminded my wonderful husband (not being sarcastic) that we need to hang my painting so I can finish it, put up my paper towl holder because I can't stand having things on the kitchen counters, and need to make me a space to work on some clay. After doing so, I realized that I had just created a "Honey Do" list. AAAHHHHHH. No, I am not one of those. However, one of my biggest pieves is repeating myself, so I guess since I've now reminded several times, I'm going to have to, yes, I'm saying it, "Make a Honey Do List." I think I'm even going to attach a pen to it so things can get crossed off as they get done. And, they WILL get done. Oh, felt a twinge of the OCD surfacing for a minute.

I was talking about my friend Andie today, and needed to mention that she is awesome. She thinks I'm living the dream, but in reality, she is.

She teaches pottery, sells her pottery in stores, galleries, on-line, and everywhere else I can think of. She has successfully stayed away from the corporate monster that has captured me, and has so much information in her brain that I want to pull a Matrix, and connect my wires to hers so I can catch up. Felt it was important to mention that she is awesome for having the courage and drive to do what she does. So if I am a copycat by any regard, I'm moving in the right direction.


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handfulofearth
2006-03-25 02:56 am UTC (link)
HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA
I had to cut & paste this to my own blog, it made me laugh so hard.

Grass is greener everywhere, huh? I make pots, sell pots, teach pottery. And live in a falling down house full of crayons and Goldfish crackers and old mis-matched furniture. And wear old sneakers and drove a reeeeally old car until my dad bought one he felt safer having me haul his grandson around in. I have a lot of books and a lot of dust and three whole rooms we haven't even torn into yet, with SIX more still only 1/2 restored. And, in truth, I spend all my time chasing my tail trying to make time for & pay for the school I need to get the funding to get the dream that is the whole stupid point of knowing how to throw pots (Jo knows what I mean - I want my stupid art farm.) And none of it has been an easy road. I am always choosing - time in the studio or time with my kid? Teach a class or book a show? Mix glazes or have dinner on when my husband gets home? Buy clay, buy clothes, pay bills, buy goldfish, book an extra few hours from the sitter, get a haircut, or splurge on something stupid? Not and, OR. Hell of a dream.

Jo has the great house, the great clothes, the great SUV, and is SUCCESSFUL. I'm never sure if I am or not.

I do know that I have seen the almost-need-to-lick-a-switchplate OCD before, and suggest Max get to it before he's chipping tile off her backsplash and painting the kitchen yellow at 4am.


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