Monday, March 1, 2010

A little push

I went to the Utah Art Education Association convention last week, mostly to help, but I did get to go to a couple of workshops. One was a friend talking about research he's been doing about how art teachers manage, or struggle, to be artists, teachers, and researchers, all at the same time. I came out of the workshop determined to help my husband, who's an art teacher, make time for art making and to create time myself. The first thing I'm going to do is go talk to someone about going back to school. Tomorrow's one of the days I go see my Dad, so it's a perfect time to go to BYU too. Right? I don't know why I'm also nervous about the whole process—probably fear of failure. If I never really try to be an artist, then I never have to deal with failure. What a wimpy way to live! What a wimpy kind of person, and not who I want to be. So I left it rather late—I do want to try!

Wednesday, December 9, 2009


Most of my family blogs, or at least uses facebook—so far, all I've done is read and leave comments. This blog is the result of trying to leave a comment on my daughter Kari's blog. I had forgotten my password, no surprise, and when I changed it, the site asked if I wanted to start a bog, so here I am! I don't know how often I'll write, but it could be fun, and since I'm home during the day and as my husband pointed out, since we have several computers that I can use, I don't even have to compete for computer time. Wow! Need to do something about those long sentences: I want to be a potter/ceramic sculptor, but right now I'm an editor who gets to write some. I'll try and keep the editor part quiet.

Now I've got to get back to actually being the editor, so I have time to work on quilts that are Christmas presents.