taking time to play

I have been making pots, and picking wool and soooo enjoying the sunshine!  You know, when its so warm that when you lay back in the sun and close your eyes, you can see the brightness on the inside of your eyelids…ahhhh! been waiting for that!

Yesterday i was putting handles on mugs and pitchers in the studio- hands happily in clay.  Journi had come with me- she is loving the warm weather too.  She had walked out of the studio and i didn’t hear her, so i ventured outside to look for her.  She had found some pans that i use at the edge of the roof to catch rainwater and was pouring water from one to the other.  She was so intent on her task that she didn’t hear me.  Pouring the water from one pot to another would make her giggle, and then she would take a second and just swish her hand in the water…and giggle some more- mutter to herself and then pour water from that pan to another and swish again.  What a good time she was having! 🙂

I paused to watch her, marveling at how entertained she was- but also reflecting that this was one of the first times, at her age, that she had been able to explore her surroundings and make her own discoveries.  It has been winter until just recently, and snowy.  She has needed supervision and a hand to hold in the slippery conditions.  But on this day, she could walk around a bit on her own…that made all the difference.

what do you love about the medium you work in? is it a tactile thing? a visual thing? is it how the words sound? what makes you giggle with delight about creating?

take time to play today…walk around a bit…make some discoveries on your own…

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2 Comments (+add yours?)

  1. Patricia Johnson
    Jun 09, 2011 @ 16:43:44

    Lovely thoughts, I can imagine Journie reading this as an adult and how important it will be to have a grandmother who was able to record her childhood in such a beautiful, lyrical way.

    Reply

    • vesselsandjourneys
      Jun 12, 2011 @ 12:14:40

      Interesting…seems I write most effectively when I write about her or my girls…my grandfather was an author, u know…i have always liked to read his stories as some words of wisdom he ‘left behind’…guess i’m doing a bit of that too, huh? 🙂

      Reply

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