Push has come to SHOVE!

Back off, slow down, don't wanna have too much to move. That is what my logical mind told me.  NO, No, no: WRONG is what a trusted adviser told me!  "You need to arrive LOADED with fun, imaginative and new work for the ready".  Once it was put out there it did make so much more sense to me.  Although now I feel like I am way behind on the jump.  So with push come to shove: I am changing mode again now resorting to make room for the wheel and making my wish list for the supply run next week, all the while I am going over and over the sketches I have been diligently making not to loose these thoughts along the way of a year packing clearing out the closets.  I cannot wait!!!!  It has been weeks.  I miss the smell of the clay! I am so excited and I am gonna get started with the 100 mug challenge!  While I make some needed new clay tools for impressions and patterns! A perfect way to resume work I think!  -Regi

Push

Some times in life we get comfortable.  We go to the closest grocery not because it is the one we like to shop in but it is close and we are saving in gas, right?  Or we get into a routine in our work that just follows a pattern of doing , or worse yet shadowing someone else's  doing and not really taking on our own.  This can be playing it safe in so many ways, especially in art and creativity. Some times we need that push.  That nudge to get things moving in ones own direction.  It is not always an easy thing to take though.  It can come as a shock, or a jolt.  However it has showed up for me over the years it never stops me from taking a look at where I am at present and making changes where needed.  In my creative life there have been several changes over this past year.  Some changes were of my own doing, some as a need to get out routine that suddenly showed up as a rut.  And although change can be hard and transitions are not always quick, I am sitting  mid-swing of some of the bigger changes and it feels like I am heading in a good direction.  Slowing down in some production was a very hard choice to make for right now but I think this time next year I will appreciate the choice and be ready to relocate and set up a new and make some new things happen.  Thanks for the push and here is to the future! -Regi

Generations

I am sitting in my sewing room today and while I am working on a wall hanging that will be quilted.  I stop to look at the fabrics, notice the colors, feel the fibers and it strikes me that some might think this an odd twist in things to put together, I see generations.  There are two, definitely, maybe even three generations of creativity before me in my family.  My Mother; who sewed and introduced me to thinking outside the lines when I was making things on my own, was alive in music.  Singing was her passion, dentistry was her profession.  She now uses her attention to detail to create wonderful silver wearable art work still sews with me as we share ideas for quilts.  My Grandmother, who also helped teach me to sew as a young girl, created her own world of vibrant life through color in paintings that adorn homes around the world today.  While her work was on canvas, she loved the work of the potter.  I remember from my earliest days that she had a pottery collection that fascinated me.  When I visit her home there is always an abundance of colors and textures, on the walls in her paintings, in the dishes and pottery pieces that were around and her choice of fabrics on the furniture all the way down to  the carpets on the floor;  a feast for my senses.  I know that my Great Grandmother had a creative vibe in her life as well.  I see so many of these influences in this one piece.  I definitely see how these generations of creative women have shaped my own directions of creativity.  I would not have it any other way.

 -Regi