So it was 2 extra weeks that I ended up spending in Mexico. Two very good extra weeks of new things, and even newer country. Two places visited, Zamora, in the state of Michoacan, and Guadalajara in the state of Jalisco. And now I am back in Texas starting school again, the 4th year, I think that means this year should be the one that counts. ( Read more... )

My face seems a little smaller, my cheeks a little tighter. My eyes are bigger, or perhaps only wider. I can't help but stare and stare into the mirror trying to figure out what it is about myself that's changed. It is good, and this time around Mexico has been kinder. Or I have become older and a little wiser. Probably both ( Read more... )

I think this has been one of the most unpredictable summers of my life. Not that it is impressively unpredictable, there are no super exciting stories or adventures to tell of, not that kind of romantic summer. But the beginning looked nothing like I see here in the middle, and I think it will be even more so by the end. Mostly I keep unveiling ( Read more... )

I bought a plane ticket to Mexico City. I feel a little head long, but it was something I was suppose to do even if I wasn't prepared mentally for it. I am excited though. Good things are coming, waiting, here, perhaps all at once. School is done for a few months of supposed bliss. I sleep moderately late everyday and feel guilty about it most ( Read more... )

Here's a fun little story for you kids makin your way home out there. So the other day I am in the ceramics studio, my usual humble aboad, when one of my classmates brings her friend in with her while she's working. Her friend is looking at the different stuff in the studio and happens to be looking at some of the stuff in my area when I, being the ( Read more... )

This week has been one continuous day, filled with 80’s explosion, volume I and II. Oh then there was the occasional Zeppelin and gospel album. I have spent more time in this one building then in my own house. My professor and classmates are the only people I interact with. I feel like I’m dying a little bit. And don’t be a smarty pants and say “ ( Read more... )

So I am once again jobless. The circus has come and gone, and I am back to my glitterless life. Actually, I dont think I could do the circus on a continual basis, I was thinking about this as I loaded huge roadcases onto a forklift and then into an 18 wheeler. The whole coming and going again and again... I think it wears you down emotionally as ( Read more... )

It's sad to be this young and wishing to be so much older. 30 just looks like a very appealing age at the moment. Call me strange. But really I think I just want maturity and stability. Where is the adventure in that? Is it possible to have comfortable adventures? Yes.... I think soo... if you're holding the right person's hand. It's mostly a trust ( Read more... )

*This was written a week or so ago and never posted, so forgive its dated material, but I am far to lazy ( Read more... )

The worst part about being a "potter" I think, is that people always bring up the movie Ghost. No, I don't feel Patrick Swayze's arms around me while I'm throwing and no, I am NOT Demi Moore. Thats more than 3 kinds of creepy there. They really should make better movies with potters and ceramics represented as a whole. There are those of us who ( Read more... )