It was really starting to get to me.
Not having my soldering station set up.
Not making things.
I wake up thinking about shapes, colors, designs.
I go to sleep thinking about it...
and then I continue in my dreams.
make make make make make
It's who I am.
And when I can't make things I go a bit nuts.
Lately I have been homesick too.
Missing the ocean.
Feeling trapped in a country who doesn't believe in
sidewalks, long vacations or clean air.
I know that's not really fair but it's how I've been feeling.
I found some ceramic clay
Or maybe it found me.
It felt good.
Making things again.
I went a little nuts.
May I introduce Mr Barnacle?
I think he's kind of sexy :)
I squeezed the clay between my fingers.
I poked, prodded and smiled (a lot).
My heart was singing as these weird & wonderful
sea creatures took shape.
the first babies
born with a lot more attitude!
I left my initials with each
creature to remind them where they came from.
And I smiled to myself when I realized how
pretty my new initials look...
Now they just need to get dry behind their ears
before we can play dress up.
I'm thinking a lot of aqua.