Thanks for popping in. It’s been a making day all day here! Dave and I have been getting with our hands!
Made a cup of tea
Made another cup of tea ! It is Sunday after all…
Made a batch of German potato salad
Made the bed
Made a plan for tomorrow’s SHAC. So the Bus Driver knows the route at least! It’s a Vase!
Made some miniature abstract water-colour paintings
Dave made some little frames for said little water-colour paintings…
Made lunch. Chick chick chicken!
Made a set of handbuilt vases. Well, started them. Did the construction work. Slabwork. One‘s a bit wonky. Can you see? I shall sort it out tomorrow when the clay’s harder.
Make, make, make. I’m happiest when I’m making. Takes me out of my head, energizes me, makes me feel good about Life. Do I strive to do the very best I can? Of course. It’s focus and concentration, it’s trying to improve my game, which turns me on.
By the 4th set of water colour paintings, I was getting more control over the paint.
By the 4th pottery vase, I’d worked out the most efficient way to make a good cylinder vase.
The bed I’ve made a thousand times, but I still enjoy making the room lovely, opening the window, letting the fresh air in.
The German potato salad I’ve also made a hundred times. But every time I strive to make the best batch yet. And I think this IS the best batch yet!
Quote for the day is one my Dad often used.
For me, it’s about repetition. I never tire of trying again, and again, and again, until I am happy with the result. Everything can be improved on, that’s for sure. I accepted a long time ago that there will always be better potters, better artists, better cooks than me. I am not competitive. I have no desire to be the best; I have a desire to do my personal best, and I am simply happiest when I am making. My passion and delight lies in MY progress. I learned to stopped comparing what I do with others some time ago. It serves no purpose.
Time to stop for the day.
Barb x x x