Yesterday after work I went to Bullseye to pick up glass for my commissioned work. They also called me earlier in the day to say they had found an extra pound and a half of the beloved rod color creme brule. It’s a special production color meaning it isn’t in their normal lineup, and when they are out, they are out. I reserved a pound of the remaining stuff and thanked them profusely.
When I got there, my old teacher was just getting out of her car with her darling toddler type offspring. She was there to get glass too, and with her professional discount, she could get from 20% up to 50% off depending how much she bought at once. Bulk buying is good.
I wandered around the store with a cart and gloves, picking out different shades of green and a large half-sheet of clear. My phone rang and I talked to K, who is our gracious host this weekend in Seattle. She wanted to give me directions to her house, but in a store full of glass I wasn’t prepared, so she said she would email them to me.
Once I had my sheet glass I went to the counter and she started ringing me up. “I hope the damage isn’t that bad,” I said.
“What’s all the green for?” the woman behind the counter asked.
“Oh, two dishes I’m making for someone.”
“You sell it?”
“Do you have a website? A business card?”
I fished through my purse and handed her one, and she checked the site on her computer.
“Oh! Well, then, here, you can have the professional discount.” She gave me a blue piece of paper and made some changes to my profile in the system.
Yippeee! Now I can get 20-50% off glass always, depending on how much I buy. And molds too. Sweet! That made my day.
Home I went, through surprisingly little traffic. I made a good dinner with tomatoes from the garden, we went for our evening walk, and I went out to the studio after that for a little while and am now 90% done laying up the dishes. I may want to switch out one color for another, but besides that, they are ready to begin their kiln adventures. Tonight, however, I’m switching back to the torch. DLJ will be working late so I have plenty of time to work without making a full dinner, etc. So I will take advantage of that time. Plus, tomorrow after work I will be packing for the weekend, so this is the last chance I will have until next week, maybe until after I get back from Japan.
Gah! Coughing attack!
Is it Friday yet?
I’m really looking forward to the next couple weeks. This Friday we leave and finally make our way north to Seattle. It’s only been two years that we have lived here and haven’t made it north. We are staying with an old coworker of mine from my last job in CA, she is very kind and letting us crash. I have no idea what we are doing Saturday during the day, but Saturday night…mmmm Dead Can Dance in concert! I never thought they’d come back together, but they did! Yay!
Sunday I hope we get to see my old friend Horticultural Guy. He was in town a few weeks ago and we had brunch, and he offered to give us a marionberry vine for our home. I need to call him and see if it makes sense for us to swing by his place as we start on our way back home.
Then, next week, packing, packing and before you know it, spending our 5th anniversary on a plane Tokyo bound. The Dr.’s office called and put thru my prescription for night-night pills. It’s really going to play hell with my jet lag if I take them, but I know I can’t just fall asleep…I will probably take one really early on, get it out of the way. I’d love to sleep the whole time and just not be present for the flight, but then readjusting my time schedule won’t work out very well.
I’m looking forward to tonight’s dinner, pasta with my favorite from scratch sauce, but this time with our own tomatoes.
We’ve been using the downstairs bathroom for showers this week. DLJ, who impresses me more everyday with all the “around the house” stuff he can do, redid the pipes in the master bathroom for the shower. They were old and ucky and the insides looked like arteries primed for causing a heart attack. Now there’s new, smooth copper piping in there. We need to put the wall back up, patch it, and repaint the bathroom. Until then, it’s downstairs we go, which is fine. I rarely use that bathroom normally, so it’s nice to make use of it.
Today I will go to Bullseye to pick up some sheet for a commissioned project. I might have time after dinner to make some beads I need for another piece, if not tonight then tomorrow. I need to finish a small sculpture piece I’ve had trouble with. The dish I was starting on will get put aside until I finish the commissioned work. Being away in Seattle and Japan will slow me down, but that’s the way it goes. It’s why I’m not going to open my online store until I get back. There’s no reason to open it and not be here to tend to it.
When we get back from Japan, the first weekend we are home we are going out to the coast. I guess this past weekend was my last slow-paced one, though once we get to the coast it shouldn’t be an active, crazy weekend.
I have emails to write. I should reply to an old friend who wrote a couple weeks ago. I have to check that my bead donations for the hurricane relief auction arrived over the weekend. I need to arrange to get music tracks sampled for Thomas’ site, and send off an invoice for the work I did last month. I should start putting things aside for the trips.
I’ve taken moments most days in the past weeks to stop and just enjoy sitting, breathing, being. The clouds are back, at least, even if not much rain, and they are just beautiful. I’ve got terrific friends, many of whom I saw this past weekend. I’ve got almost 5 years married to DLJ to celebrate soon, when we are tired and jetlagged and eating dinner in Tokyo with good friends that I have missed since I saw them last. There’s lots to be appreciative of and thankful for.
Here’s the dish, there’s no crack, but you can see what I thought was one, running from the top near center to the right side. It’s just a color change.
5 3/4″ x 5 3/4″
Yesterday was busy busy. I watered everything in the backyard, then kept the momentum going by removing what we think is a poplar from the corner of the yard. They propagate by sending out runners, ugh. We have baby poplars in the lawn, along the back fence. So I apologized first, then cut it down, painting the shaven trunks with a vine and shrub killer, as the trunks were at most 3″ across. then I lopped down the trees, saving the larger portions for fire wood. I will break down the branches further today, then start putting the smallest ones in the yard waste bin.
We watched cars go in and out of the open house on a nearby street, a small cul-de-sac that opens out in front of our house. I hope nice folks buy it. What’s amusing is the seller actually is one of our direct neighbors; the house was where his father in law lived. Must be strange to sell a house and watch folks come and go because you live right there. Did you buy your house for an investment?” he asked Saturday. “No,” I said. “We’re here to stay for decades, we hope!”
Still, I see his point. The house is about 800 sq. feet less than ours, and is on the market for a bit more than we bought in at a year ago.
That’s all nice but really…I just like my home and my neighborhood. Appreciation is nice, but since I want to stay for a looong time, I don’t need property values to skyrocket, either, ya know?
There was no crack in the dish! It was an illusion from looking into the kiln. YAY!
Home from the bar, smelling of smoke. Need a shower. Got a Crunchie CD and gave them my card so I can be on their mailing list. Yay! Sleep!
Rush job necklace complete. I sent it out today and hopefully it will get to England with all due speed.
I think my dish in the kiln cracked. Not sure I can fix it. It was an experiment so actually, if is cracked, I might try to fix it, just to see if I can. My guess is I vented too much once it was slumped, but I don’t really know. I think cracks of the non violent type happen on the way back down, not on the way up, and this one is still in one piece. I think once it’s in slump mode, however, it’s a gonner. I will then use the pieces to make pendants. =)
I had my car checked for emissions today, it passed, I put my new registration stickers on it. We have a bbq to go to soon, then back home to change and out again to a bar to watch the punk band we saw at Slabtown two weeks ago. Earplugs, CHECK.
After this dish, if I can find a way to photograph it hiding the crack, I consider the portfolio done. I will prep the last images from stuff made this month and print, add, and finito. It will be nice to have.
Yahoo, it’s Friday. What I would really like is a 24 hour nighttime so I can just sleep, sleep, sleep. I haven’t slept well the past three nights, either due to insomnia, sleeping funny so that my neck hurts and having anxiety type dreams, or just not getting to sleep early enough.
I almost took a nap yesterday afternoon before DLJ came home, but didn’t manage to float off in time. We went out for dinner at a local pizza place that has a “small” salad as big as a meal. DLJ didn’t finish his small pizza so the last slice is mine for lunch today.
Tomorrow is very busy. I must finish a necklace and send it off to England. The beads are now all done and I’ve started the wirework, must continue that tonight. I have to get the car tested at DEQ and then registered. Party in the afternoon, then going to see Crunchie play at Porky’s. Don’t know yet if wuweibaby is coming along, I hope so!
Saturday, God I hope to sleep and read and do some housecleaning and that’s it.
Tonight I will probably fire a dish while I finish up on the necklace. I need a new screen for my door, the bugs fly in and like the heat of the torch and die like mini kamakazis. It’s distracting and they land on me sometimes. I can probably improve what I’ve got by buying more velcro for it. I guess I will try that first.
2 weeks from now we will be on a plane to Tokyo. Most of the flying will be on the 24th, our 5th wedding anniversary. I wonder if we can finagle anything out of the airline…probably not.
I’m wandering through the post-Bman photos on the net. A few of my friends went for the first time this year.
I think I have two thoughts on the subject of Burningman now.
1.) *typical snotty I-went-way-back-when thought* I can’t believe they put the man up so high on a platform these days. Too roped off, untouchable. I fucking helped pull him up to standing with a long rope and lot of folks yelling “heave!” when I went. And we could all sit around on hay bales under his legs all week long.
2.) I didn’t think I’d ever go back…but now I do…when my kid is old enough to walk and talk and explore and remember being there. Yeah, by then there will probably be 80k people there and some sort of advertising or something, Harvey’s giant convention center and crap…but who cares.
Welcome home, burners! Or, perhaps…welcome away.
Today was a lovely day off. Summer tinged with Fall, the tips of the Japanese maple in my neighbor’s yard ever so slightly gone reddish-yellow.
We biked along the Greenway Trail, I think that is what it was called, leaving the industrial downtown in minutes and finding ourselves along the smaller, quiet Willamette south of Portland. A carnival went on across the river, the shouts of those on rides carrying over to the west side. Home to a shower. I cleaned beads, cracked a focal, darn it. I want that focal. Tempted to try again tomorrow, even though I need to make one or two more pieces of kilnformed glass. Oh, for another kiln!
But over the weekend I took my Green Lagoon focal and made magic. It will take a lot for me to sell this one, as I do love it so.
Green Lagoon Necklace
DLJ made oatmeal cookies, the cats rolled in the sun, I read “Reading Lolita in Tehran” on the deck with a kir in my hand. Cats, wine, books, sunshine, husband nearby. What more do I need? I was so content, just so happy with what I had, what I was doing, what life was. A glass artist resting in the late summer afternoon, with the freedom of time to relax, a handmade glass goblet holding my white wine and creme de cassis…
Bliss. So little is needed for bliss. And the children growing up now don’t see this…consume, consume, consume.
Not me. Not anymore.
It’s a lovely day here, clouds. So many clouds. I have missed clouds.
I just went for a walk and went by a garage sale full of tools. I have been meaning to get to a jeweler’s store to get a jeweler’s block and hammer to flatten wire with…this guy had an interesting hammer, a large chisel bit, or something LIKE that, and a small clamp. Clamp chisel thing to workbench….voila. Jeweler’s block and hammer for $4. I’ll try it out this afternoon and see how it goes. If it works, hooray!
Last night we invited Circumambulate and his lovely wife to see a play with us on the lawn in front of the town libary. It was “The Imaginary Invalid” by Moliere, and it was free and fun. Nice afternoon, clever play, a good time catching up a little with them. I like simple, fun activities. We found out about it because they were practicing earlier in the day when we biked to the farmer’s market. They handed us a flyer, and we returned later for the real thing. I really had a good time. I want to go make some more beads as I am really “on” this week, but I should make one more dish instead, so I will perhaps muck with that instead, today and tomorrow, and then finish up the portfolio by the end of the week in terms of photography, labeling, etc.
Hope everyone is having a safe, good weekend.
Opening the kiln is always like Christmas, the gifts don’t always work out. But last night, ooo.
Can I live in this one forever?