Today, and yesterday, and the day before,
I trolled every corner of the web for any possibility of a job in which I have remote transferable skills. I have to say, if any one is looking for a job in this area, I would be a good contact because I pretty much have a working knowledge of all the openings at area colleges/universities, non-profit organizations, and schools, both independent and public. I write a pretty mean cover letter, too...but I realize that for me, I am competing in an amazingly competitive market on paper, anyway. If I could just get an interview, then....I think I might do all right.
I also am trying to ready the basement for my own studio. It is a mess down there! The floor is as old as the house and never been treated (so, let's see, it is 96 years old. goodness. ) I am not going to waste alot of effort...I am going to slap some paint on the floor, on the walls to brighten it up, put a clay trap on the sink, and start throwing. I have a class that starts in September...I wish I could take two, but until I get a job, I need to be happy with one, since it is EXPENSIVE here.
In the basement, there was a place in the cement that had been worn thru to the ground. I don't know if that is bad or not, but I decided to spackle it with some ready made cement. It occurred to me that I didn't really know what I was doing, but I just needed to jump in. It doesn't look great, and I think I need another "coat." But at least I am doing it, you know? If I waited to learn every detail, I still wouldn't know what I was doing til I did it, and I can't wait for the money for a pro to come and do it...and it seems to me much of life is like this. We just....do the best we can, in spite of not really knowing what we are doing. There is no secret handbook to life...except that we just need to live it...mistakes and all, misgivings and all, hopes and dreams and dissappointments and all.....
Making Fetch Happen - photo taken June 2014
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