This is Trish, the girlfriend of my little bro. She is a potter and sculptor and does beautiful work in a little studio downtown where she works. I dropped in last weekend to watch her work and do some throwing. The feel and smell of the wet clay brought back some good memories and I think I could have stayed there all day. It had been so long and I was pretty rusty, but it felt really good just the same.
"We're like blocks of stone, out of which the sculptor carves the forms of men. The blows of his chisel, which hurt us so much, are what make us perfect. The suffering in the world is not the failure of God's love for us; it is that love in action. For believe me, this world that seems to us so substantial, is no more than the shadowlands. Real life has not begun yet."
~C.S.Lewis~
“The deeper that sorrow carves into your being the more joy you can contain. Is not the cup that holds your wine the very cup that was burned in the potter's oven?”
~Kahlil Gibran~
3 comments:
Wow, Linda--your photos of this most sensual work of art are, in themselves, works of art. It makes me miss the long ago days of pottery class. There is always something to wish there was time enough for, is there not?
Thanks for the beautiful-as-always post!
If we would just stop jumping off the wheel - it would be amazing to see what God would make of us! Loved these pictures and loved the quotes. And love you - and need to get ready so we can go see great grandma! See you soon!
Jerry and I bought a pottery wheel and took some classes together. we've gotten away from it, you've made me want to go back and try again. Thanks! I loved those quotes! Your blog always encourages and challenges me, thank you.
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