My Girls

I can no longer contain myself. I have to share my girls with the world. Veronica and Felicia are my absolute favorite clay people. (But I know I'd love them even if they weren't clay people). Veronica was and still is my first pottery teacher. If it wasn't her encouragement, I would've dropped clay before I even started. Felicia was her sidekick. She helped me put a handle on my first cup! I still have it. This is the three of us at the Fine Arts Federation Show this February. We all had pieces in the show.

Reavealing my space

Over the past week or so, I have been perusing the blogs of other potters and I have been amazed by the studio photos. They are beautifully lit, large, incredibly clean and roomy. Having a house is a definite step up from living in our small 650 square foot apartment in New York. Perhaps I should give you a quick background on my “work space” throughout my life. When I was growing up, we lived in a one bedroom apartment in Brooklyn, N.Y. There were four of us. I shared a room with my sister, and at one point I remember painting with oils in the bathroom. This is really the first space that I can honestly and completely call my own. Considering that I would paint in the middle of our living room in New York, having this “garagio” (as some Etsy Mudders refer to their garage studios) is beyond awesome. So even though it may be small, it is peaceful and it is mine.

Winning the Juror Award

Recently, I've entered one of my paintings in a Fine Arts Federation Member show, where it was exhibited at the Creative Arts Center Gallery in Burbank. To my surprise, I won the Juror Award.

Here's how excited I was. Hehe... yay!