Yesterday was a completely mind numbing day. I had a ton of stuff to Raku fire for holiday shows, I like Raku for the holidays, it's so sparkly and different. I should have sat down on the sofa and read a good book when, first thing, I dropped a sculpture and broke it in half, but no, I went on out to the kiln and fired cycle after cycle, work over fired sitting right beside work that under fired, same glaze same shelf, I dropped pieces and broke them, ears broke off of really cute sheep, dependable glazes fired miserably, I lost about 60% of the work I fired. I did get one really great bowl and a few very nice ornaments, but really, the loss is enough to make you want to give up Raku altogether. I'll post pics when I go back out to clean up. It got dark on me and I left the carnage where it lay. Oh and to top off a really bad day, I got the thin "thank you so much for applying, but....." letter from the Durham Arts Council, fourth year in a row I didn't get the emerging artist grant. I give up on that fucking thing, how many years can I be an emrging artist anyway? I haven't a clue what those people want, something I don't have obviously! So, I'll leave you with my very favorite poem, as I start my day with more reliable terra sig work to do!
Go placidly amid the noise and the haste,
and remember what peace there may be in silence.
As far as possible, without surrender,
be on good terms with all persons.
Speak your truth quietly and clearly;
and listen to others,
even to the dull and the ignorant;
they too have their story.
Avoid loud and aggressive persons;
they are vexatious to the spirit.
If you compare yourself with others,
you may become vain or bitter,
for always there will be greater and lesser persons than yourself.
Enjoy your achievements as well as your plans.
Keep interested in your own career, however humble;
it is a real possession in the changing fortunes of time.
Exercise caution in your business affairs,
for the world is full of trickery.
But let this not blind you to what virtue there is;
many persons strive for high ideals,
and everywhere life is full of heroism.
Be yourself. Especially do not feign affection.
Neither be cynical about love,
for in the face of all aridity and disenchantment,
it is as perennial as the grass.
Take kindly the counsel of the years,
gracefully surrendering the things of youth.
Nurture strength of spirit to shield you in sudden misfortune.
But do not distress yourself with dark imaginings.
Many fears are born of fatigue and loneliness.
Beyond a wholesome discipline,
be gentle with yourself.
You are a child of the universe
no less than the trees and the stars;
you have a right to be here.
And whether or not it is clear to you,
no doubt the universe is unfolding as it should.
Therefore be at peace with God,
whatever you conceive Him to be.
And whatever your labors and aspirations,
in the noisy confusion of life,
keep peace in your soul.
With all its sham, drudgery, and broken dreams,
it is still a beautiful world.
Be cheerful. Strive to be happy.