What keeps love alive?
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A Potter's Life
|Now you'll recognize me at NCECA|
|The mug, before firing|
|Malcolm Davis Shino|
|Soda Ash 16.3|
|F-4 Soda Feldspar 9.3|
|Neph Sy 38.6|
|Red Art 5.7|
OPEN CALL for Maine artists working with ceramics. The Harlow Gallery is seeking submissions of ceramic work, both utilitarian and sculptural, for an exhibition entitled “Fired Up” on view July 31 through August 22, 2015. Submissions will be reviewed by a curatorial committee to include Barbara Loken of Loken Pottery, Marie Sugden of the Center for Maine Craft, and Allison McKeen of the Harlow Gallery.
Deadline for email submissions is 11pm on Monday, June 15, 2015.Eligibility – Artists should be residents of Maine at least part of the year or otherwise have a strong connection to our state. Artists submitting from out of state are responsible for the costs of shipping work to and from the Harlow. Please note that return shipping will be actual cost plus $20 to cover staff time.
New, Original Work Only Please – Work previously shown at the Harlow is not eligible.
I just finished reading Hand to Mouth: Living in Bootstrap America by Linda Tirado. Linda was the lady who wrote the amazing Kinja post, Why I make Terrible Decisions, or Poverty Thoughts. The book is an expansion on the theme. It came at a good time for me, having a pity party as I was, because I had an expensive car repair for the third time in as many months. Tirado makes a good point: getting ahead when you are poor depends on everything going right for an extended period of time. Which it never does, not long enough, anyway. And then I get depressed because DAMN IT. No matter how hard I work, no matter how frugal I am, something always comes along and knocks me back to square one.I get knocked down
But I get up again
You're never gonna keep me down
I get knocked down
But I get up again
No you're never gonna keep me down
|Heavenly Soap: Fresh, Musky, and Floral|
|Mochaccino Soap: Is there a better combination than coffee and chocolate?|
|Smells like freshly laundered sheets
drying in the sunshine|