Lambs and Lions

February was definitely a lion.

Pellets of compressed snow falling
Pellets of compressed snow falling

It wasn’t really snow. More like styrofoam pellets.

hail on deck

Dusting of snow-hail
Dusting of snow-hail

It made everything slippery white. The daffodils are not quite blooming, but some crocus are attempting.

Chilly bees in suspended animation
Chilly bees in suspended animation
Gathered pollen then froze
Gathered pollen then froze

The bees came out earlier when it was warm. I think they regretted it.

Passing out black and gold beads at the Mardi Gras parade
Passing out black and gold beads at the Mardi Gras parade

Somehow, I became part of this group that goes out in the freezing cold to distribute cheap necklaces to onlookers.

Two bisqued cats and one greenware cat
Two bisqued cats and one greenware cat
Another greenware cat
Another greenware cat

I’ve taken a break from the large busts for a bit and am working on a series of cat-like creatures.

With some underglazes
With some underglazes
Tabby-ish cat waiting for glazes
Tabby-ish cat waiting for glazes
Boys are back in town
Boys are back in town

I picked up my busts from the Crocker Kingsley exhibition. I’ve entered some of them in a couple of different shows. The Artery in Davis already rejected my Crabb bust but I won’t hear from the other show I entered until March 9. It is a newly created ceramic show called “Off Center” at the Blue Line. The jurors are Robert Brady and Sandra Simon. I decided not to enter Lincoln Arts “America’s Clayfest” because I didn’t care for the way they handled things last year. I might enter the State Fair this year. Maybe. I’ve been asked to be in E Street’s Capital Clay Invitational again, and am donating a piece to the Crocker’s Big Names Small Art fundraising auction. I submitted a piece to the fancy auction, but I doubt it’ll get chosen.

I went to hear Kurt Fishback talk about his photography career at the Axis Gallery Sunday. He has worked so hard and has achieved recognition for his portraits, but still struggles to make a living. I saw Ron Peetz’ show on its last day and he explained some of the pieces to me that I didn’t get at first. He described being interviewed recently and asked about his ideas. He said that some people have ideas that shine out like a lighthouse, reaching far, and that he was more like a refrigerator bulb. He’s a funny guy.

I’m going to bring my Dana Brown piece to Calanan Park on Sunday, March 19, and might invite some of my recorder-playing friends to come sit in with me. March 18 is Play the Recorder Day. I can make March 19 be Play the Recorder next to your giant sculpture day.

Tomorrow is Play with My Grandson Day. He just had his half birthday and is delighted to be able to eat solid foods.

Grabbing Mom's pizza
Grabbing Mom’s pizza