"...And what we see is our life moving like that
along the dark edges of everything,
headlights sweeping the blackness,
believing in a thousand fragile and unprovable things.
Looking out for sorrow,
slowing down for happiness,
making all the right turns
right down to the thumping barriers to the sea,
the swirling waves,
the narrow streets, the houses,
the past, the future,
the doorway that belongs
to you and me."
~ Coming Home by Mary Oliver
I have completed my residency in PA and returned back to MD to work hard and prepare for my next step. I was reunited with a long lost sketchbook from years ago and within the pages stumbled upon this poem...having written it down displays the connection I felt to it then. Now, 3 years later, that bond continues-- if not stronger. Relative to my return home and high hopes of "making all the right turns," Mary Oliver has depicted my deepest thoughts.
I now live with, and share a great studio space, with a best friend and fellow clay artist. Yesterday was spent making work for the first time in a month! I feel fortunate to start my mornings with a sunrise run, continue to explore this new body of work, and attempt to maintain the creative momentum I had while working as a resident artist.