Chicago. Should be known as. CHIC.ago. Because This place is Clean and Well Put Together. Even when there is a wind. not breeze. WIND. from the North.
Wow. No Garbage in my Face. (bye.bye. Philth.a.delphia)
I did find a highway pass in Chicago’s Pilsen area that reminds me of my ol’studio home. aw. I don’t go there often. (giggle)
New Days. New Life. Cherish What I Had. Cherish What I Got.
What? Wow. Artsy-Fartsy kids not wearing clothing held on by several strings. Wow. like. I only saw three Flannel Shirts at that art opening. What!? Combed Hair. Wow.
Nice. Everything. Chic. Period.
I’ve been in transition. Exciting. Frustrating. Frightening. Enlightening.
I was very used to defining myself as the dirty. hard-working. elusive. alley cat in the little city of Philadelphia. Manager of J.Silverman Ceramics. CO-Founder of the Coho Crew.
A Gal just getting through the days and nights. Fleeting moments of happiness. Fleeting moments of sadness. Just feeling. Being. Living.
Now. I’m a MRS. I feel. I feel Love. I’ve never known such GUSH.I.NESS.
(it is a precious feeling. precious and strong as a diamond. i would have hated my husband and i this time. last year. or. like..five months ago. !)
I’m about to plunge into the unknown.to me.ceramic circle here in Chicago. I signed up as an independent student (continuing my venture in “Utility is Useless without the User”) at Lincoln Square Pottery Studio.
Tomorrow. I have an interview at LILLStreet Art Center. ! I want to make people smile. I’m offering my free happy and go for it ceramic knowledge. YUP. YUP. YUP.
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