“Little by little does the trick.” Aesop’s Fables – The Crow and the Pitcher
When traveling, I always yearn to stop when I see roadside stands. Watching a skilled machete artist whack open a chilled coconut is a bonus for the one-dollar orb that holds nutrient-rich water.
Sometimes I give a wistful look toward the pottery stands if I am traveling via bus.
No matter what mode of travel, I ponder how much an item will weigh before I add it to my growing load of loot! Pottery’s weight makes it hard to justify when using public transportation. If I take that fateful first step into the pottery scene, a few new pieces will have a new home!
After getting those items home, I never regret the extra burden, although I have moments of self doubt when I’m in transit!
Sometimes I wonder why road trips exhaust me, and then I ponder the items purchased (ahem – gallons of paint and varnish; quarts of special-colors of paint, plywood, items for the kitchen…) A day after the human burro unloads the parcels, hibernates and incubates a plan for the materials, she’s ready to proceed! As stated with last week’s post, the difficult part is wading through that invasion of ideas and focusing on one.
Sometimes a dollop of unused acrylic paint prompts me into a ‘seek and find’ mission, and I walk through the house with paintbrush loaded with pigment! Too much black paint prompted the painting of the mask on the door! (Below) It seemed a waste to wash that black paint down the drain – one learns to be frugal when good acrylic paints are not available in the area. Continue reading