I think that I can honestly say that this week I have felt more tired than in almost any week of my life! On the other hand, I would not have missed it for the world. Wimbledon Artist’s Open Studios is always a fantastic event. I love meeting the people who choose to come and talk to me about my work. It does my ego a huge amount of good (or harm depending on how you view the need or otherwise for me to have an inflated ego!). I still remember the first time that Regina, my studio share, and I took part. I was so nervous that I spent some hours before we opened our doors pacing around the nearby park trying to calm myself. I commented more than once on how if one person who I did not know chose to buy one of my pieces I would be happy.
Now I feel like an old hand.
I have 5 Open Studio events under my belt. Each one very different from the last. This time I sold less that sometimes but the feedback which I received was so positive that my ego boost has still led to an increase in hat size! One of the great things about the event was the number of people who voiced an interest in coming to the ceramics diploma final show, now only a few weeks away. I have a long list of email addresses to send invitations to . If it is not yet in your diary and you are interested, make a note now for Islington, Candid Arts Centre, the week of 1st July. I will be posting more details as it draws nearer.
So this week has been about catching up with myself post that event; fitting in three wonderful days teaching and enjoying every minute of working with children who do not find accessing education as easy as their peers, despite their incredible intellect; getting the last of my large vessels made for the final push: they are so big that they are taking 3 weeks to dry and so I cannot keep going right up to the line; making sure that all my glaze planning is up to date; contructing the contents of my vessels –
I will show you what I mean in a future blog but, to whet your appetite, lets just say there is a massive contrast between strong, sturdy, reliable vessel and frail, vunerable, gossamer thin contents- and, most necessary of all; restoring my energy levels.
It was a wonderful moment when, whilst floating on the high seas yesterday afternoon aboard my darling escape pod, Annika, that I realised I had not had a ceramic related thought for over 5 minutes!
If you think Wimbledon was good wait for the final event!