The feeling lately has been that by spending a full day in the sun, weeding, pruning, digging, and a few hours cooking for everyone after I get home… I’ve earned my hour in the studio before bed finds me. I’d prefer more, but I can be reasonably content with a chance to put another single freshly slipped cup on a wareboard, left waiting for a turn through the kiln.
It’s about all I have the energy for, and sadly that’s even getting harder to come up with. Make it count. Do what you want to see done.
Zygote Blum 