I have week or two until Adam is back at work and I no longer have the luxury of spending long day time hours at the studio. I feel like I am constantly behind. The list of things I want to make never getting shorter... but a few nights ago I trudged through the snow carrying a backpack with a tripod and a camera and a giant box of mugs and bowls. I had attempted to drive down the road to The Clay Studio of Missoula and promptly got stuck. After a few tried I got unstuck and I parked on a main road that was getting plowed and walked. My arms ached by the time I got inside.
First learning how to use the wonderful camera I borrowed and then moving one piece at a time through three small boxes of new work. I snapped pictures for hours.
By the time I was done, there were eight additional powdery inches of snow on the ground and I left my car sitting where it was and chose to accept a ride home in a vehicle with four wheel drive instead.
I figured it was better to get home and leave the car than be stuck somewhere in the car at one in the morning... Who was I going to call?
Looking at all the pictures it dawns on me: I have gotten a lot of pieces done - and that is encouraging. It gives me a little push to go and push for few more hours.. a few more days... and make the most of the time I have.