New Home: New Home Studio

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Before I fall asleep or as I wake up in the morning, I lay in bed in awe at my current life. It seems like I’ve always lived this way and it’s hard to remember the routines and spaces that I itched to get out of for years.

Jesse and I are living in a hyper-insulated, fully electric, solar harvesting duplex built by local Goshenite, Greg Lehman. (Greg has built several wonderful structures for potters and several beautiful homes. We feel lucky to have him as a landlord and neighbor).

We have two cats and a yard :)

We have big windows, plenty of nice, free furniture, and two rooms downstairs we use as studio spaces.

Jesse is a brilliant 2-D artist whose compositions make a shadow of doubt tug at me: your work sucks.

Our two studios are separated by a wall and we have slipped into our new spaces like hermit crabs into the larger shells they’ve been searching for.

I’m still tracking down a few things and configuring my clay recycling process, but the space is easy to work in and I look forward to hunkering down to crank out some pots.

After the Michiana Potter Tour (September 26,27 ONLINE THIS YEAR) Jesse and I are purchasing a slab roller + some additional tools and we’re going to make tiles! He already has several designs sketched out and I’m educating myself on the tile-making process whenever I have a free moment.

I’m dealing with layers of anxiety stemming from the post-truth society we’re living in, frustrating dismissive attitudes towards racial injustice both locally and nationally, and a strenuous cleaning job I’ve had to add to my schedule. But I am leaning into things and looking forward to the cooling autumn, when I hope to gel into my routine and start to feel like things are real again. I pray that a more equitable and just society is forthcoming, but it sure is hard to believe in.

"It is not your responsibility to finish the work of perfecting the world, but you are not free to desist from it either."Rabbi Tarfon

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