I am a work in process… but, that is beside the point. Here is a drawing that I started working on at the Arts & Crafts Society’s Drawing Day last Sunday. I was coloring in the night, thinking how assumed white the world is when the pencil color called “Dark Flesh” is very much a shade of pink.
Second Tuesdays are busy days, so I’m taking a break between attending the resident council meeting here in the building and an art committee meeting up at the YWCA. Then I’m passing on an invite to an “unhappy hour” down in Boardman as the poetry reading at Pig Iron Press starts at 7:00 PM and the Open Mic at the new M Gallery, just a half block north, starts at 8:00 PM.
Yes, this is my night out… I’m going by myself this time so I don’t have to shush a date. That’s bad, but some men are so used to bar bands, where it is okay to have conversations with your companions, that they think it is okay to talk during live performance art.
Sometimes, I just like to turn off my phone and disappear… that’s what I did the night I wandered off to SOAP Gallery to take a leaf bowl class. It was good to play with clay again, and no one really needed to know where I went. Here’s my unfinished bowl being assembled upside down.
I think I added one more leaf… it’s very shallow so might be more of a plate than a bowl. I will find out when it comes back from the kiln. I hope they offer other clay classes as I really would like to make a pot to hold paint brushes. I’ve seen it in my head for years… have looked for something similar repeatedly, to no avail. That’s pretty much how it goes. When you see something you want in your head, odds are that you have to make it yourself. Or sync thoughts with someone who does custom work.
Thanks for reading…. time to roll.