Let the beauty of what you love be what you do. -Rumi

I read a quick Washington Post article someone posted on fb this morning. (I really need to delete that app but for some reason I haven’t yet. Is it FOMO? I guess so. But really, who the f* cares?!?!?!) Back to Rumi and the Post article. It said that telling people to “find their passion” could be detrimental, they might give up early or blah, blah, blah. But yet I find truth resounding in this article. I’ve been at a stand-still in my pottery career due to the many variables of life. I’ve been lost. And I suppose that’s what the article was saying, broaden your views to more than a singular “passion”. I need widen the creative road I am on. There are many things that I can cultivate into a thing of beauty or wonder or meaning. And I hold true to my belief that we need more love and beauty all around us.

*Notes: The article did not actually use the words “detrimental” (or “blah, blah, blah” for that matter), that’s simply the way my brain internalized the information. Photo taken at Hanging Rock State Park. I added the text via WordSwag. xo -d:)

do it anyway

Can you really lose your fear? Or do you just acknowledge it, dismiss it and do it anyway? Fear is inherent in all of us. My fear is that of throwing things away. For example, when I’m in the studio carving a piece of pottery it’s almost impossible to put it in the scrap bucket even if I don’t like it. There have been a few times… I was about to say plenty of times but that’s not true. There have been a few times I have chunked a piece because I couldn’t stand it. I need to do that more often. Throwing it away signifies a mistake and that is a difficult place for me. I’m not even sure I can pinpoint or express my exact feelings. Maybe it resides in the recognition? I recently heard an art director from UMAR talk about his sculpture process. For him the art was in the process not the finished piece. If I could allow myself some of this perspective my art could only improve. 

[photograph by Dawn Tagawa. Plumeria blossoms. Feb. 2, 2017. WordSwag App]

I’m a maker.

I take it for granted that I’m able to create with my hands. Then I’m reminded that it’s a gift and that feels pretty damn good. How can I honor that gift? By staying true to my art? What does that even mean? It’s taken me years to even develop what could possibly be construed as a “style”. So, I guess for me honoring the gift or art is to do what feels right. To see if I can push what I do. To try new ideas, but not so much as to lose sight of my path. And possibly to share what I can while finding teachers who can help me expand and grow in life and in art. We stay love.

(photo S.H.)

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