Day Two Hundred Nineteen


The planner's page moved on to the next again. I came back to the apartment thinking that I finished only a half of what I set out to do again.  I have been making pieces with lots of holes the past few days. I have some moments that I finally beginning to make things of my own, that I'm not repeating something that's already done. It's not easy to relax those muscles.


Day Two Hundred Twelve

I need to read more. The more time I spend outside of my head the better. Go outdoors. Be in the nature. Use the body. Do something for others not for myself. Be kind. Be alert. Be adventurous. Be playful. Be open. Be active. Be creative. Be generous.

The sun is golden and the music sounds like a Christmas song. what I like about this view is that I can hear the BQE and I only see running shadows of cars behind the trees, disappearing into the new building of three-story high, the second floor not yet occupied. From here I hear the traffic in the morning and at night, and if I try I can hear the sound of the ocean. 

Day Two Hundred Eleven


I would usually spend the last part of studio hours cleaning up, which I would be perfectly happy without doing, only if I could find a way to keep the work area clean without actually cleaning it. Often I think it's a good thing that I have other people working in the studio because it forces me to maintain the space. It is important for me that they are happy working in the space. Also, although of course this is not the reason why I do the event, the monthly Salon surely makes me at least once a month move the clay boxes and vacuum and mop those small corners and wipe the counters, the stools and the doors. Tasks that can be so mundane if they were for my self can suddenly become painless if they were for others. 

Now I have a new approach: at the end of the day it is a time to prepare for the next day, not to close the day.  Some people seem to work out this concept naturally but unfortunately I was not the one of them and took me months to come up with this simple solution.  The key is to change the way to look at it. In stead of cleaning up the mess I made I'm preparing for tomorrow. This now changes eventually the same type of tasks from a chore to a motivating job. At the end of the day my body is tired and my brain exhausts its decision making muscles, so it is a perfect time to do non creative but necessary work. This allows me start working as soon as I get in in the morning, without spending an hour and my fresh energy in preparatory work. 

It is in a way I become an assistant for tomorrow's me. Making sure when tomorrow's me comes in in the morning all the tools are ready, work bench set up, clay prepared, schedules made. Tomorrow's me would come in, change to the studio clothes, get a bucket of water and start working. So far so good. I hope this will continue to work. This is pretty much the same thing as what they were trying to teach me when I was at kindergarten: get your stuff ready the night before. I should have listened.