Monday, April 29, 2013

My heart is home

Tom pointed out the tulips. The Morgan has never had any, so it was so heartening to see them right there, hanging out, watching the slow kozo (this has a been a cold spring, the opposite of last year).
Part of this week's grand experiment: adding Philippine gampi to the mix. 3 : 1, kozo : gampi. The latter is much easier to cook.
The old standby, Thai kozo. Two of four pounds cooked today. I'm going to attempt a small batch to save my body (I didn't get around to a lot of weight training before this trip so I'm not in great shape for the week, so I'm aiming for 1 or 2 days of hard core sheet formation, only).
 Hello, you!
Black-eyed Susan in a crucible from a foundry.
Where the Morgan kozo is steamed for the fall harvests.
 NEW BAL. !!!!
 Old bal, shamefully clogged with fibers.
Robert Redford and Barbra Streisand witnessed my Sisyphean task for the hours of the afternoon.
This morning I got hugs and "I love you" and studio visits! Rebecca gave me this absolutely gorgeous and perfect dyed and hand-drawn silk scarf and Claudio gave me prints. Between the two of them, they reminded me of what I have been quietly proclaiming as my Plan B for the year (which is rapidly becoming The Plan): this fall, I move to Cleveland. No home, no job, but Bright Eyes, Full Hearts, Can't Lose, right?

2 comments:

  1. oH AMEN, aimee!!!!! what better witnesses? love love love!

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