David Woof on sat 3 dec 05
Marianne, good, well done, I cheer you on, now you have opportunity to
stop shoulding all over yourself and get on with what you love to do. Your
words speak loudly of where your heart wishes you to go. Clear the static
and listen attentively. Usually when we are asking of others, our true
answer is already in those words we've just spoken.
Some times we get stuck and something happens to give us a way out, we must
not miss the exit sign.
My story: Yesterday I went out to move my old show van, a 1987 Dodge Ram
extended van with a turtle top. Ugggly it was, but so practical. Lots of
shows under it's belts and it finally broke down and so sat where the tow
truck parked it while I sought a decision for it's ultimate future. There is
a part of me that says "use the whole buffalo" and so I saw it become useful
as the show warehouse. Back the newer multiuse show vehicle up to it and
presto, easy loading up, well organized, off to the show quick. But it was
so ugly to have around, i got a twinge every time i looked it's way, but so
practical so i would waver and ignore the twinge voice. At what cost to my
muse, my vision?
Yesterday I decided practicality would rule in the interim and was moving it
to a not perfect but more unobtrusive location when the tow rope broke and
it rolled down hill into a grove of mesquite trees. Did not injur my allies
the trees. I could have ran after it and no doubt got in and applied the
brakes, but I saw a better solution forthcoming and cheered it on it's
journey. the tow truck will be here monday and I'm free, free at last.
Beauty rules here again.
Listening to our heart voice and decisive living in harmony with these
promptings produces serenity and a sense of well being and our best work and
living springs from such source. Knowing this, we still sometimes make
choices that get us stuck.
And Marianne, there are many excelent and proud "potters", past and present,
the world over who never use a wheel.
Let's not get started again on this "who's a potter, who isn't ?"
There are many bad pots being made on wheels and many of those making these
objects will never much improve their shills for various reasons. Yet some
seem thrilled with the challenge and process and so who's to say anything
about this? Others, like some who should not wear poly stretch pants by
any stretch of the word apparently don't realize what's going on in these
pots and what others see, or perhaps don't care in a truely self assured way
and again who of us has anything to say? And some ones I've known have
realized that throwing on the wheel was not for them and became very
successful handbuilders which fires and lights their lives and ours who
observe and appreciate.
I wouldn't notice his or her muddy stretch pants if their eyes were shining
with that glow of wonder for a medium loved and studio time well spent.
Best wishes,
David
peering over the edge, reverently taking an irreverent look at everything.
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