Monday, July 6, 2015
Thursday, April 2, 2015
|Pool House Bath Window #1: Didn't fabricate it myself, but I did design it and oversaw its execution|
|Pool House Bath Window #2: Again, didn't make it, but the design is mine|
|The sink is wholly my own creation. I found a company that sold raw, unglazed sinks and tried to|
decorate it myself. F&*%ed it up royally so I mosaicked it instead.
|A good start|
|You have to imagine this with black grout. You think the colors pop now? Just wait...|
Come hell or high water, in two weeks' time I'm putting this baby to bed!
Monday, November 3, 2014
It's made of a locally manufactured low-fire terra cotta clay. I think that the rough gray cinder-blocks, combined with smooth red clay pots filled with plants of assorted greens of varying textures and accented with flowers in a variety of colors, will make for a nice final composition. But these pots are really time-consuming to make, so I'll make a few then move on to something else; make a few more then move on...
(I honestly think I might be somewhat ADD; it's hard for me to complete a task start to finish. If you were to watch me in action you'd see me bouncing around between tasks because I am so easily bored. Thankfully I tend to bounce back and finish a task most of the time, but more on that another time.)
And now, on a personal level, I am excited to share some photographs from Rhiannon's baby shower which took place this past Saturday. Rhiannon's mother-in-law Pam, sisters-in-law Allison and Heather, and Aunt-in-law Liz put together a really nice celebration with a tea-party theme. A good time was had by all, and Rhiannon received some lovely gifts in preparation for John James' late-December arrival.
Thanks for stopping by...
Following the deaths of my grandson in 2010 and my eldest son in 2013, my life went into a dramatic tailspin and I felt a sense of hopelessness and despair such as I'd never known. Frankly, I was fully ready to check out. After reaching the lowest depths of despair, however, I resolved to pull myself up and move forward. Happily, I am recovering slowly but surely by grasping life by the horns and not only holding on for the ride, but relishing it every step of the way.
In an effort to recover the sense of joy I'd once known, I have found that through pushing myself to live fully I am rediscovering the wonder that can be found by simply moving forward. I'm "making it" by, in part, making it! In other words, unleashing my creativity through myriad project has proven to be cathartic and healing to me. Included in this creative drive is a passion to write, so while I don't consider myself to be an especially gifted writer, I have been known to evoke emotion in my readers now and then. Thus, I offer you a glimpse into my world by sharing my journey. I hope you'll find something in my musings to move you, amuse you, inspire you, or intrigue you as I post the occasional missive about my mission to move forward from tragedy through the healing powers of creativity, adventure, and living life to the fullest.