today marks the 2 year anniversary of my dad’s passing. it seems like a lifetime ago, and yet it feels like i saw him just yesterday. he is very much with me in my dreams + in my thoughts. my dad was an avid fisherman. he would take his boat out every monday, rain or shine, and come back with a bucket full of fish. the first time he took ME fishing with him, i caught a fish and got so scared at the tugging that i threw the entire fishing rod into the lake. i was, maybe, 4 years old. he jokes that it was the last time he ever took me fishing (but of course we continued to fish together for years). and not only could he catch a fish, he could cook them like nobody else. i miss my dad and his amazing fish dinners.

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our clay posse has a news year’s tradition of throwing and destroying our unwanted bodies of work that pile up throughout the year. last year we dropped them out of a 2 story building, and this year we threw them against the outside of our studio wall. what a cathartic and relieving feeling it is. with each toss letting go of negative and dead energy and making room for new and fresh creativity.

i’m wishing for everyone a fabulous + safe holiday.

i had a great show at the renegade craft fair this past weekend. i was astounded by the hordes of people that came marching through continually. all. day. long. it was truly amazing. it was also nice to meet so many of you who read this blog, yet never leave a comment ! i used to wonder if there was even anyone OUT there, until i put a counter on the blog. and now that i do know you are there, you really don’t need to comment . . . but it wouldn’t hurt if you did !