i’m busy creating new flowers for the hats on my handbuilt vases. it’s so much fun. a garden keeps blooming right before my eyes. i could do this for hours on end. hats…flowers…vases…i’m in h.e.a.v.e.n.
we have done a study and it is very obvious that the world is divided into two camps: teethgritters and non-teethgritters.
if you’re a teethgritter, you know who you are.
you cannot love your pet, your friend, your niece, nephew, baby, your true love…without GRITTING YOUR TEETH in the process. it’s the only way to channel all that intensity and love into a safe zone. otherwise you would surely squeeze those ones you love far too tight. and i mean far too tight.
my pup, pip, makes me grit my teeth. even when i look at this picture.
i knew i would marry my husband, because i felt myself gritting my teeth while flying in for a smooch.
his mother grits her teeth when she’s giving you a squeeze.
i caint help myself. i feel that teeth-clenchy kind of love whenever i’m with my friends, my fam, my sweet dad….who is arriving in about two hours. oooooh…spider is already on the plane.
can you hear my teethgritting all the way over where you are?
had a butterfly visitation the other day. while standing in front of happiness with elena. she is so magical and it carries over into her store and plants. what a lovely symbol of renewal and metamorphosis the universe sent me.
just a little snow.
not a driveway full.
or a gable full.
no mountain full.
no backyard full.
not even a sleigh full.
a bike basket full.
that would be loverly.
in austin texas.
where a bike basket full of autumn
in the blue and yellow
was walking on a dock out over a lake in kentucky a few weeks back. i was chatting with my cousins as we ambled along. looked down and who do you suppose i spied…a bog monster. i added the nose and smile…but that old bog monster hardly needed my help to come to life. i know he was just waiting there to be discovered. bet he makes a glurrpy sound when he munches waterbugs. glurble. glarble. smile.
clara the super dog and hermione were chatting. given the look on clara’s face, i think hermione might have hit on sensitive subject. hmmmmm.
wonder what on earth she said.
sweet elena and kathy and carla hosted an art opening for my vases and prints at Happiness. It was such a fun day. friends, family, cake & more friends. dudn’t get any better than that. the vases were a huge hit which made me so happy. it was their first unveiling in austin.
hoooray for clay!
this little fellow was eavesdropping on a hot and steamy phone conversation i was having on the porch yesterday.
it was hot alright.
i was describing the furnace-like heat in my home to my air-conditioning fix-it man.
my a.c needs a new coil.
ask mr. lizard if you don’t believe it.
here’s a first peek at two of my new vases.
flowervimmen & garden creaturrres.
the rest are snug in the kiln and will be ready soon. i can’t wait to unveil them.
i’m loving my new space at the clay studio and being surrounded by other artists working in a whole new medium.
met my dear friend elena for a birthday dinner last night. when i pulled up in front of Happiness, her store on south first street here in austin, this amazing present was perched on a green stool awaiting me.
nearly drove into the front of the store just looking at it. loved it immediately, but guess what the topper was.
get ready. the icing on the birthday cake…those flowers are coasters. cartwheels were turned.
coasters!!!! stuck on with velcro. i am now channelling the happiest 1970s hostess in the world. “here darling…..pluck….won’t you have coaster!!” what great birthday present.
elena found it at my favorite Uncommon Objects on S. Congress. My last birthday, nat and andrea bought my studio ducks there, too.
how did i get so lucky. elena has the most amazing eye. and heart.
don’t you love ’em? coasters!! whoda thunk it?
i suspect they were a kit of some sort. dontcha think?