![]() Unlike my husband who can be fully engrossed in a book while utter chaos is happening around him, and praise the Lord he can. So, when to write… I cannot multitask while reading or writing. They’re too precious to be used on extra stuff. Discouraging, first, because preschool is a financial investment for us, and second, because I feel like I’ve failed my children’s immune systems.īut when things are going according to plan, (and Virgil is a good obedient child when I instruct him to take a long morning nap) those hours are packed full of hands-on making. And there have been several discouraging sick days. It’s about 12 hours a week, eight of those hours I have Virgil. ![]() I’ve been so thankful for the extra time while the kids are at preschool. The extra stuff–photographing, developing portfolio/website, writing–just takes a back seat and ends up getting done only if it’s essential. Rhythm comes in short snippets of time, and usually, if it comes, it means production in the studio is flowing, not computer tasks. I have trouble finding rhythm in most of my life. I’ve often wanted to write about my ceramics, but the truth is, I have trouble finding enough rhythm in my studio practice to make it happen. ![]() Two weeks ago, she had the opportunity to speak with a women’s recovery home about a sculpture she made, based on the Gospel story of the woman at the well: In autumn, waiting always for what will be-a seed.Ī major part of our family’s life ‘on mission’ is Erin’s vocation as an artist. Waiting in winter and in spring, in summer and They’re staked lightly by their stems, or ridged edges,īut when a gust sweeps low over the ground Stacked and bent and lofted on spears of grass The fallen leaves alight where they’ve been borne, ![]() With a sound like the soft clattering of waterįrom its sapped branch, and the leaf loiters, ![]()
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