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WEDNESDAY, NOVEMBER 12, 2014


IN THE THICK OF THESIS


Annual Holiday Sale
at Cobscook Pottery
Lubec, Maine
December 5-7, 2014
Fri. 3-7, Sat. 10-5, Sun. 11-4
Refreshments and Holiday Cheer! 





 Herring Platter



 Bouli in the nook helping me write the thesis paper.





 I've been like a cat moving from space to space while writing the thesis. Cold
snowy days are perfect for working by the fire. (Okay, so we have only had one
snowy day so far this season...but you better believe I took advantage of the
opportunity for getting cozy!!!)





 Found bone at Mowry Beach. What is it?





 Heart Stone at Hamilton Cove
Lubec, Maine





 Cascading waters at Hamilton Cove
Lubec, Maine





 Me at the beach. The woolens are in use!





 Seaweed Slugs
Mowry Beach, Lubec, Maine





 Gull braving the waves on a grey day at West Quoddy.
Lubec, Maine





 Greens and blues at West Quoddy.
Lubec, Maine





 Sunset at Low Tide, Mowry Beach
Lubec, Maine





Gulls and Cormorants at the Breakwater
Lubec, Maine





 McCurdy Smokehouse at High Tide
Lubec, Maine





Gulls on the Breakwater at High Tide
Lubec, Maine





 
Driftwood

Severed and uprooted, drifted over tides to settle in sand along the shore in
some fishing village at the edge of the world.  I feel your pain, amputated at
the trunk, plucked from the rich brown earth and tossed to sea. Weathered you
wear the sensuous lines of an O’Keeffe oil, like petals resembling hills,
undulating like a woman’s curves except where a chainsaw sliced you from your
limbs and leaves, exposing rings hundred-fold. If only those rings could talk we
would hear the tales of children who built treehouses, birds who perched a
lookout, and bears who climbed to reach for honeybees’ hive. Fated to be
solitary, landlocked until the next big wave musters the strength to carry you
away.






I've been in thesis hibernation for the better part of two months now. Other
than a couple walks with friends and a couple evenings out, I have considered
myself sequestered. It's a tight schedule that began with four weeks of drawing
followed by the current four week writing stint. I will admit that I am getting
a bit stir crazy at this point but must stay the course. My friends and family
have all been understanding all are allowing me the space I need. Today was a
shifting point in the project where I finally felt a bit of peace being able to
see how the rest of the paper might come together. The start was rocky. Very
rocky. Research took longer than planned and then, I who enjoys writing, hit
writer's block. For months I had been looking forward to working on this project
and now, suddenly, my voice decided to shrink away.

After a few days of moving from room to room, pacing, grumbling, reading,
posting on Facebook, and eating far too much chocolate, I finally settled in.
Research writing definitely is a slower pace than blogging. In all honesty,
though research is part of my paper, the bulk of the writing revolves around the
thesis project.

My thesis project is a series of drawings. I created five drawings and from
those have selected three for the final exhibit in January. The essence of the
work is a combination of sense of place, vibration/energy, and artist as
channel. It's a bit "out there" but, I think, sort of interesting to ponder.

So, tonight I felt I had a handle on the paper and where I am going with it. To
celebrate I decided that a bit of normalcy was in order. I took to the cave and
started in on holiday orders and here I am after a day of writing....writing a
blog. At one time I blogged weekly. I miss these weekly ramblings but, as with
most people, life gets in the way sometimes.

During this thesis crunch time I had to let go of two major shows (aka winter
income!!!) and my holiday sale is a bit later than usual. It has been scheduled
within the two week window of when I pass in my thesis draft and before it is
returned to me for edits. I am a bit behind with everything and hope that the
later-than-usual holiday open house sale steers clear of nasty winter weather
and that I still get to see all the usual suspects that I enjoy catching-up
with.

Next week is Thanksgiving. May you all have a happy belly full of pie and time
with the ones you love.




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