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Sunday, January 18, 2015

Blue Sunday


The sun finally decided to peek out today, it warmed the Earth, it made the sky so blue and it felt good. I had Sunday brunch with some art pals today at Motorco in Durham. They don't like it when I post photos of them, so here are some arms and legs..... and empty Bloody Mary glasses :)

My very talented friends. All clay artists, two are also painters, one is a creative director, a writer..... so much talent squeezed together in a tiny yellow booth. Laughter, memories of family, friends, drugs we used to do, ha! It was a good day. The bartender must have known we could handle a glass half full of vodka! Went so well with breakfast tacos, not a better brunch anywhere!


 I went to the Shambhala Center before we all met, tried to meditate, found myself to antsy to sit still. My feet fell asleep and felt like pins were sticking in them, the guy behind me thought he was supposed to do some fancy breathing, I wanted to turn around and ask him not to breathe. I wasn't in the spirit of compassion and Shambhala apparently, so I said a prayer for my family, some friends who are suffering loss and then went into the library and had some tea instead. Read a book about Shambhala. It was still nice and I felt calm and peaceful and reminded to show kindness to those who don't necessarily show kindness to me....


We took a little walk around the area near Motorco. A building that used to house a clay studio, an art space and a metalworks studio has been demolished to build a newer better thing. Someone smart and clever has salvaged the facades to incorporate into the new construction. Love this use of old for the new to come.


I have my loom dressed and now trying to decide, blue or brown..... I used the little loom Wesley gave me to sample a blue one. I like blue....  there's Anna Branner's little cup inspiring me and making me smile.


I have lots of blue rag strips, so maybe blue it is. Hard to decide..... maybe blue since it was such a blue day today.

ahhh...... as good a day as it was, when I got home I got the news that another too young to die friend of ours passed away in the night. 50 years old. Too many of these calls this past year. Another heart attack. A bad one. He didn't make it.
People, take care of your hearts! They will attack you if you aren't kind to them, and when they do it's a mother.

Life is fleeting and uncertain. I am so thankful for blue Sundays.......

10 comments:

littlemancat said...

So sorry to hear of your friend's passing. Yes, 50 is much too young!
You do make me laugh with your telling the "fancy breather" to stop.
Love it! I probably would have had a case of the giggles if I would have been there.
We had the opposite of your lovely blue day- very gray, rain turning into ice, very bad traffic problems here near Philly, in the so called north western suburbs.
Have fun with the loom - yeah, do blue!
Mary

Anna M. Branner said...

I'm glad my cup puts a smile on your face. The ultimate goal of all my work. :) And I love that little sampling loom. I might have to find one for myself...

Vicki said...

I'm sorry to hear about your friend. So sudden, so young.

With all the blue (emotional and physical) surrounding you lately, I think your muse is telling you... choose blue - the spectrum of peace, honesty, communication, wisdom, spirituality and truth.

Lovely to see the loom and such delicious textures :)

Tracey Broome said...

Hi all: yes, 50 is much to young to go, so much life to live beyond 50. Its when you are just figuring it all out....
Ahh, Mary, those gray skies are far too common here these days too, it was nice to see some sunshine!
Anna, your cup is great, one of the first I reach for in the cupboard!
Vicki, I think you must be right, I also bought some blue antique plates the other day. Blue is definitely on my brain for some reason....

Lori Buff said...

I'm So sorry about the loss of your friend. My mother tore her aorta on New Year's Eve, we are all thinking about heart health and blood pressure issues around here. Fortunately, for her they were able to fix it and she's on the path to recovery.

Michèle Hastings said...

Seems all of us bloggers have a lot on our plates these days. I am determined to make 2015 a great year.

gz said...

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Tracey Broome said...

Hey Lori, I thought about you and your mom yesterday when we got the news. Ugh, that heart!
Michele, I agree, Im determined to have a good 2015, its mostly good so far thank goodness....
GZ, thanks a bunch!

handstories said...

Hi Tracey,…so many thoughts while catching up here…you know I love a blue day. Today was finally a BLUE sky, it was beautiful. & Wesley will be done in four months? How is that possible, didn't she just leave for college a few moments ago? & thank you for sharing lovely thoughts about losing loved ones. Going to the beach was the thing K's mom kept saying she wanted to do during the last 4 bedbound months…so sorry she couldn't go one more time. thoughts for you & your friend. xo

Tracey Broome said...

You blink and your kids are grown! I think I would like to plop a chair on the beach during my last days and then when I'm gone they could just drop me in the ocean at high tide :-)