June Bugs...

Time feels like it flies by too fast sometimes. June 1st already...
I sat down to throw another 30 mugs today. I only got around to 14 mugs + 6 bowls. Not enough... not ever enough time. 30 mugs are drying out ... but not fast enough for my bisque tomorrow. Glaze needs to be made. Kids need to be picked up from school. Husband needs to go away for another week in June. Solo show needs to have enough work to make my quotas. Yikes..
So I walked down the back alley with my camera after picking up the boys and tried to notice the world around me for a change. To not be so absorbed in trying to solve my dilemma of keeping up with the amount of work I need to make and the lack of time I have to make it in. And I came across this little dragon fly perched on a leaf. It was pretty windy out and the leaf was swaying this way and that. The dragon fly held on somehow with those thin little legs. Something held him fast and firm- I imagine he produces some kind of sticky stuff on the pads of his legs hold on to surfaces. I'm not sure, but whatever it was, he was grounded. Got me thinking...

drawing

So we are taking off for a few days to go to the Interior of BC to stay with close friends of ours: a yearly tradition for us. It's great to get away from the demands of the studio and just to draw on what is around me for inspiration. Last time we were there I did this drawing with these berries above- just a really quick sketch of the shapes and coloured them in with pencil crayon for colour reference.
It's the kind of thing that I need to do more often: drawing, that is. I wish I could say that I draw daily. Drawing has never really been my strong point- I'd sooner paint or sculpt something than sit down and draw it, but at the same time, I think it is really important. I took a few drawing classes during art school, and when I moved the studio I had to go through all my stuff again and sort and sift through the stacks of drawings: what to keep, what to throw away, what is relevent, what is really bad. I was pretty ruthless. When I'm good and famous it will be tough to say I threw stuff out- stuff that might have been worth more than the paper it was on. But by then I'll be dead so it won't make any difference for me:)