Summertime Potter
Carla asked me if I had gotten my bowls fired yet. The answer is yes and I said I'd post some pictures. Below: blowls lined up before first firing. I ended up with 42 bowls... More »
Carla asked me if I had gotten my bowls fired yet. The answer is yes and I said I'd post some pictures. Below: blowls lined up before first firing. I ended up with 42 bowls... More »
Yesterday Benazir Bhutto was assassinated and the last leaf fell off my Meyer's lemon tree. What these two events have in common is they both made me very sad. I grew the lemon tree from... More »
I was fortunate and lucky enough to actually participate in a public art project. We had just barely unpacked the moving van when I read an ad in the the paper which said, "Wanted artists... More »
My parents traveled a lot, mainly so my mother could take pictures. This is my favorite picture of hers. I printed it as a poster and hung it on my kitchen wall. I guess I... More »
Life in the digital world can end so quickly, with just the sound of seemingly harmless clicking. Makes one appreciate the concept of impermanence and gives one the opportunity to practice non-attachment. I called a... More »
Fire is an immediate and compelling reminder of impermanence. This world . . . ever was, and is, and shall be, ever-living Fire, in measures being kindled and in measure going out. This world is... More »