Today was a studio day. It’s been awhile since I’ve seen a full day in the studio. About 1:30 I realized that I was smiling. Oh it feels good.
I worked on memory boxes. The kiln is nearly full – just waiting for a few hold outs to fully dry. Now working on the next load. The goal is three loads of boxes and tiles before I go back to sculptures. Anticipate lots of photos of boxes in the coming weeks.
With every memory box I make I think a bit about Sterling, my first Greyhound. His big, liquid, doe-eyes. How he was soft as rabbit fur. How he was skeptical when I lifted him on the bed for the first time, then figured it out…. slowly. So shy but he chose to trust me. His wicked sense of humor – often demonstrated by running huge circles at top speed then whipping past me and biting my butt. So then Waves of Sadness. But then Happiness too, because if he was anything other than the strange, challenging, but loving creature than he was – this Greyhound trip wouldn’t be what it is now. He was a very good dog.
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Sterling is beautiful and it sounds like he loved you a lot. That is so cute, zipping by you and biting your butt!
Zephyr has done that a few times and every time I’m surprised and laugh. For some reason it makes me feel like he really considers me like a play mate.
Beautiful dog. My greyhound LUCIE of 11 years went to the rainbow bridge Jan 8th. Of course she was like my child. I had to fill a hole and adopted a beautiful 4 year old fawn grey and it was as though Lucie jumped right into her soul. I have had “DUFFY” 2 weeks now and she has really helped me with the grieving process. These greyhounds have a special quality about them and I’m sure you know that. My point of comment was to compliment you on your dog…they all have a wonderful sense of humor and are master manipulators.
I’m so sorry to hear about LUCIE…