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Just thinking. The door to my shop at night. Yes, I am there a lot working in the quiet of the night. This is how I get to work most of the time, tooling through the neighborhood. Yes, I need a new bike seat but it works so what? I did feel older the other day when I overheard a local kind of drunk guy talking to another kind of drunk guy say "Yea man, I ought to get one of those bikes for my mom." Maybe I should trade it in for a 2 wheeler instead or take the grocery basket off. Flowers in my wild woman art garden. I have what I want. Ever since I was a little girl I would look at every funny little building and think what it could be. I simply thought clubhouse for a long time and eventually I thought art studio or shop. So I am very lucky and through the sacrifice of not getting a "real job" I have what a lot of people would like to have, minus heat and and air. I have a place to make art and that is my business. So I was scrubbing my beige colored sink w...

I was walking in a light fall rain this morning trying to do what I need to do and I saw a friend in the neighborhood getting in her snazzy car. The friend was Mrs. Bartholmew, or the Eliot Librarian, substitute or whatever they need next at Eliot Elementary. I don't know her well but I have known her since my 19 year old daughter started kindergarten at Eliot. She was "Uncle Zeb's" wife and while I was away this summer I heard he died. In case you are not from Tulsa, I must tel you he was a local TV star with a long lasting kids program. Everyone knew Uncle Zeb. I watched her from a distance, moving quickly with energy, get in her car and drive away. "It is what it is." He died. She misses him and now she is finding her way without him. I could not really tell how she is doing. I hope she is fine now, enjoying her new life and appreciating their many years together. Her body language suggested an upbeat day but it was lightly raining encouragin...

A little hike in the woods to Devil's Icebox Cave just outside Columbia Missouri My friend Gini Bingham a fellow potter in Emory Virginia had a great sign in her studio that read, "I will not grow more conservative with age." She died a few years ago and she and her husband will always be role models for me and my husband leading the way we want to grow old. And, it is coming and I cannot hide from it. I have been told as we grow older we get more conservative and maybe more afraid and whatever problem we have now gets amplified in our old age. I guess I will get lost a lot. I am a liberal thinker and I live in a very conservative part of the country. I like new ideas and a progressive attitude. I don't understand how people can object to Obama talking to school kids, why people care about who marries who if they are happy, and why anyone in this country does not have access to decent medical care or education. Are these things really so far out of touch with m...

A friend pointed out that we had to move out of the "big shop" a year ago on labor day. "You know," she said, "You did not want to move." Well, I guess I never really thought about it that way. I just knew I had to do it. Another friend said today about her 5 year old just starting kindergarten and always wanting everything that her Mom used to say, "What you want and what you get may be two very different things. They say people in hell just want a cold glass of water and they don't get that either." It was really hot when we were moving last year. Usually we could get a cold drink of water. How do we even know what to want? The scary thing is we might get what we want and we don't know what we should want. What if you get what you want? Maybe I have never wanted enough and have always been to happy with what I have. Is it true that life gives us what we ask for? I have friends with big houses, fancy cars, nice shoes and expens...