one of my little pots, glazed rutile blue

I miss making art.

I can’t do it here.

I need a studio and some order.

It’s that simple.

It is a fight to the finish trying to carve out one effing corner of one’s life in which to make art.

This is harder if you are a woman because men expect you to wait on them hand and foot.

Fuck that, has always been my motto.

Every day I drive by nasturtiums I could be making fab little pots like this with.  They grow wild here, everywhere in Spring.

I want my life back.  I don’t give a fuck about politicians and their posturing in my country.  I don’t care about corporations in my country.

I care about glaze and what that looks like.

I care about being a published writer.

That’s about it.

The world needs to think about PEACE instead of WW3.


Which politician is going to see to that?



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