“That everyone may eat and drink, and find satisfaction in all his toil–this is the gift of God.” –Ecclesiastes 3:13
I’m not a big fan of singling out a saying just to have something pithy to live by, but I love this verse. I am a person who has been given a gift: I get to do what I love. It’s amazing the difference that my heart feels now that I’m pursuing the thing I’ve wanted to do for a long time. Yes, I’m still looking forward and thinking, someday I’ll make this or do that–but it’s not with that longing sort of despair I had when I was working pitiful retail and data entry jobs, knowing there was this creative part of me that needed the time I was spending stocking shelves and sitting in cubicles. Not that fluorescent lights and cement floors aren’t fodder for great art . . .
At any rate. You can read about me in “About Me”, but to summarize, I’m a ceramist and a painter, a collector of natural objects that beautify my life and inform my art, a reader and quasi-writer, an opinionated cook who tries to make everything from scratch, a coffee addict, a wife, and a member of two amazing, loving families. I’ll try not to write too much about myself, because really–do I think anyone will want to read this just to hear about me? Ha.
However, I love to share things! So recipes, beauties, absurdities, and seemingly pointless things in which I have seen something interesting will most likely follow this post. It’s my way of making sense of this crazy, ruthless, breathtaking world.