...or life is what happens when you're busy making other plans... Something like that. I've been distracted. Busy dealing with the details, the stuff of being an adult, the minutia of day to day life.
I'm coming back though. I'll be selling at The Buffalo Small Press Book Fair on March 21. I've got all sorts of plans for new pieces. I'll post images (no really) as I set to work on them. For now, I want to share a well from which I still pull inspiration. It's from Dead Poets Society, a line from Robin Williams' character John Keating. It's in reference to poetry, but for me speaks to every creative field.
"We don't read and write poetry because it's cute. We read and write poetry because we are members of the human race. And the human race is filled with passion. And medicine, law, business, engineering, these are noble pursuits and necessary to sustain life. But poetry, beauty, romance, love, these are what we stay alive for.
To quote from Whitman, "O me! O life!... of the questions of these recurring; of the endless trains of the faithless... of cities filled with the foolish; what good amid these, O me, O life?" Answer. That you are here - that life exists, and identity; that the powerful play goes on and you may contribute a verse.
What will your verse be?"
And last a photo of something I etched. Its not a photo I took but one my dear friend JoAnn took of a vase she received as a gift via her sister Karen. She wrote a sweet entry about all the handmade things she got for christmas this year and mentioned my first and favorite vase I ever made. Here is the image she took: