10:00am Friday @ Greenberry's / by Christina Osheim

Notice a pattern?

somehow it feels both wrong and hilarious to be working on my website/business that sells beverage containers while drinking my coffee out of a toss away cardboard cup. Life, you are a funny thing! 

somehow it feels both wrong and hilarious to be working on my website/business that sells beverage containers while drinking my coffee out of a toss away cardboard cup. Life, you are a funny thing! 

It's actually perfect for this week. I have been trying to sleep as I know sleep is the true god of all things, but have not been able to relax enough to do so.  So I have been working through my tired and having a hard crash at night. And website/applications/and other computer related projects are the most pressing. So I work until the screen blurs and crash.  I was deep asleep last night before 10pm and missed a call from my bro. Too bad, but I am sure I will talk to him when the cellular fates deem it necessary. 

This morning I packed pretty much everything for the show tomorrow and hear a nice jingle jangle of porcelain pieces trying to peek or peer through their packing. I start wondering what they are, which shape or family based on the clank. What might they be thinking? Move over bubba! Your ass is too big! Your glaze is crowded my aura. Or my favorite (or rather most recently made up) But, mom, it's a love slap. Clinkity Clank they ride along to whatever adventures are next. 

im a nut. I know.

It's so funny trying to navigate the whole art making/business creating/life living terrain while not leaping to the extremes of gloriously overwhelmed and shamingly underwhelmed. I am putting out a whole new slew of application and website development. Yesterday I found a show and an opportunity I really want to apply to. And I wanted to apply with my sculptural work. I wanted it(my scultures) soooo badly to not be as old as they are. It has been while and most applications require work to be produced in the past few years. I have plenty for Möbius Keramikk, but nothing new from me.

Oh my love! You are like a conk shell, whispering into my ear. 

Oh my love! You are like a conk shell, whispering into my ear. 

Prearing for battle. Of course a neon pink fanny pack is a must. Thanks Aunt Lynne!

Prearing for battle. Of course a neon pink fanny pack is a must. Thanks Aunt Lynne!

Until I remembered my last sculpture. I loved making this and it was really the last thing I made before I went off the deep end. It was bisqued and just sitting on a shelf. Why hello my old friend, it is good to see you! So I glazed it. And peeked at it this morning. And feel even more like me, like the authentic Christina. There was a facet on this dice that was missing and I knowI need to make this a top priority aside from production work. The amazing thing was that this piece has been sitting around and sneaking in at the edge of my vision. It has been haunting the recesses of my mind. Remember me??? Hellllooooo! I'm here.... Nudge. Nudge. HIYA! and it has been sneaking back in slowly but surely. I would stop and look at it and think "WHAT are you?" and put it aside until "knock knock knock" and back I was again looking at it knowing that I had to transcribe it. So yesterday, needs must, applications to submit, photos to take, ergo GLAZING!!! I didn't have time to overthink. I spent some time. Thought a bit. And went for it. And peeking in is like the best Christmas in April ever! I haven't taken it out yet, but it looks so refreshed and new. And happy. Perhaps this piece has been my own rossetta stone as a whole new wonderful conversation is beginning to take place in my head. I am making the conceptual leap from Cranbrook and Strangeland (thesis show) to a new as yet untitled world. But I see the conversations and relationships and cannot cannot cannot WAIT to begin making more and developing this new place. And Twin Peaks will be coming out with a new series in less than a month. So I will leave with a a TP reference and something that will be going on Hedwig when I begin to cross stitch her:  "I have no idea where this will lead us, but I have a definite feeling it will be a place both wonderful and strange." 

And the transformatipn begins!!!

And the transformatipn begins!!!

Oh my heart! ❤️❤️❤️

Oh my heart! ❤️❤️❤️

And the fun begins! 

And the fun begins! 

Time to get my derriere computering so I can get back to my true love CLAY!!!!