Karen Sullivan on sun 26 oct 03
It's days like this that make one pensive...
thoughtful about the forces of random events...
Today I awoke to a yellow cast in
the sky...a dense cloud of dust and ash...
it's been a constant for the past few days...
an unquiet sense of potential loss for
friends...still unknown....
the TV news is a constant updating of
tragedy...increasing in territory taken....
memories of past fires endured, ignites anxiety...
The fires are only a few miles away...
The smoke still obliterates the
visibility of damage...
the potential for winter mud slides
to continue the damage...
So much for an upbeat report...
I thought about hanging a sheet to
collect ash for glazes....
but it would comprise more than just
wood...who knows....
bamboo karen
ASHPOTS@AOL.COM on mon 27 oct 03
Its so strange that 4,000 of us, clay people where in Southern California not
long ago. As a Retired Firefighter i have lots of feelings for the people
that are being put through hell. As we know fire can be used for our advantage
but when it gets out of control it can be deadly.
I wish i was as articulate as Primal Mommy and could say how i hope our clay
buds in California will be OK
Mark
Lois Ruben Aronow on mon 27 oct 03
On Mon, 27 Oct 2003 08:25:42 EST, you wrote:
>Its so strange that 4,000 of us, clay people where in Southern =
California not
>long ago. As a Retired Firefighter i have lots of feelings for the =
people
>that are being put through hell. As we know fire can be used for our =
advantage
>but when it gets out of control it can be deadly.
>I wish i was as articulate as Primal Mommy and could say how i hope our =
clay
>buds in California will be OK
>
sounds articulate to me! I hope our friends and our clay families in
SoCal are spared and safe....
************
Lois Ruben Aronow
www.loisaronow.com
Modern Porcelain and Tableware
The Tattoo is back!
terry sullivan on mon 27 oct 03
Boy can I relate to Karen Sullivans post.
Like Karen up in the east Los Angeles area coping with the San
Bernardino fires; we down here in San Diego County are confronted with
multiple sweeping brush fires. Hundreds of thousands of acres of land
burned, hundreds of homes reduced to embers, and skies all over the
county darkened by smoke.
Brought home even more by having friends who had to evacuate come stay
with us and not knowing if they had a home and cherished possessions
left the next day. The shocked devastation on their faces brings home
the realization that it could have just as easily been us. There but
for the grace of god go us.
Our friends were fortunate. Today they returned to find there home still
standing while a neighbors home is gone. So close !
Saturday night, just before the fires swept down from the foothills into
some east San Diego county neighborhoods, we had our annual giant pit
fire party. Next day we are receiving refugees at our home from
evacuations just 20 miles away. On sunday while getting the pots from
the pit, many are wondering how to get back home with freeway closures
due to the fires, and worried about there homes.
Life can be ironic and perverse. One day we are celebrating the fire
and the next we are fearing for our lives and homes from that same
element.
Take care my friends. While cherishing the life we have in clay, take
note of how fragile that life can be.
Love,
Terry Sullivan
Nottingham Center for the Arts
San Marcos, CA
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