Sat down at my clay station. Found a fun picture from a while ago. I'm thinking something orange would be fun!
Tuesday, June 19, 2007
Inspired
I'm finally getting the itch again. The itch to create, spend countless hours bent over the workstation coming up with a perfect color combination. I've neglected the clay for too long, the ATC swap almost brought me out of hibernation but not as much as I hoped. I need to find the pictures from that and host/post them here for inspiration again.
I have a plan, sketched out, just have to sit down and hold the clay in my hands, it'll flow out of that, just need to sit down, it'll take me where it wants to go.
Maybe I won't get groceries today, can't let this go. There's a storm coming again, perfect timing, thunder and colors, I hope the power holds out.
I have a plan, sketched out, just have to sit down and hold the clay in my hands, it'll flow out of that, just need to sit down, it'll take me where it wants to go.
Maybe I won't get groceries today, can't let this go. There's a storm coming again, perfect timing, thunder and colors, I hope the power holds out.
Thursday, June 7, 2007
On pain
It's an amazing feeling when the pain stops. I referring to actual physical kick in the gut pain. (I don't know what it's like to have the mental kind stop, I either forget it or it turns to little crumbles of biterness and self pity on the shelves of other memories, either way there's no one definig moment of realising it's gone)
Most of the time we walk around feeling generally ok and not noticing how truly great it is to be pain free. About 10 minutes ago the meds finally kicked in (or my body stopped revolting but that's a long shot) and I'm sitting here with a big blissfull grin on my face. I've whined about it all day (4 days actually) but not without being angry and annoyed with myself for whining since really it's not that big a deal and I know it will subside sooner or later. I have an extreme intolerance for pain, no in that I collapse with it/cab't take it, I just really don't appreciate having pain receptors reminding me that I stubbed my toe, haven't eaten for 4 days etc. (anger really is a catchall emotion). But for the next hour or so while I still rememebr what it was like to writhe in mild agony, I will smile and seriously appreciate medication.
Most of the time we walk around feeling generally ok and not noticing how truly great it is to be pain free. About 10 minutes ago the meds finally kicked in (or my body stopped revolting but that's a long shot) and I'm sitting here with a big blissfull grin on my face. I've whined about it all day (4 days actually) but not without being angry and annoyed with myself for whining since really it's not that big a deal and I know it will subside sooner or later. I have an extreme intolerance for pain, no in that I collapse with it/cab't take it, I just really don't appreciate having pain receptors reminding me that I stubbed my toe, haven't eaten for 4 days etc. (anger really is a catchall emotion). But for the next hour or so while I still rememebr what it was like to writhe in mild agony, I will smile and seriously appreciate medication.
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