
Thanks to Dee yesterday and Dee and Stacy on Wednesday the painting is all done but for the bathroom. The bathroom is still in a condition such that my child asks me if she can home and use ours instead of going at the studio. *sigh* So there's a dead spider or two in the corner and some little dead bugs in the tub. What's the big deal?
There was no post yesterday as my normal writing/organization time--around 8:30 am--was taken up by back-to-back phone calls and then it was time to paint. And then it was time to fire. And, whoopsie daisy no gymnastics or ballet today! And then it was time to eat, get the Sprout bathed and read with her (she finished reading "Go, Go, Go" her first Dick and Jane book last night) and get her to bed. I planned to write an 800 word web article, update my firing schedule with all the new collaborative work and catch up on other computer administrivia after that and instead I fell into an exhausted sleep.
Now it's almost 9:30 and I need to hit the ground for another full day. The picture at top right is my paperweight from my class last weekend. It stands about 6-1/2" tall and I love it, but I have no plans to quit my day job--glassblowing (even if you just manipulate it and don't really blow it) is really hard and it takes a long time to gain proficiency. But a hot shop with a little furnace and glory hole for the studio... Just kidding.
3 comments:
so i take it that you blew off J's afternoon activities in favor of completing the work needing to be done in the studio? i can't wait to see the pics that include hung curtains and art on the wall ;)
hehehehehe a hot shop would be another distraction to the daily order of siyeh studio until you were up to speed and producing gallery ready art from it but it is a seductive way of working with glass, much more so than fusing is...
have fun today, i'm waiting for my kiln to cool enuf to check the experiments that i ran last night...
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And where do the bees fit into this schedule, eh?
I think that you might just have bitten off a bit much more than is reasonably chewable...
Naw. I came, I chewed, I swallowed it whole--just like Pantagruel (or was it Gargantua or Panurge? I can't remember, it's been over 20 years since I read Rabelais).
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