Finding the road back to me
I'm here at the Fogo Island Clay Studio preparing for my one week pottery retreat with 8 students. This course has been in the works for 3 years come November. COVID took the course, me and Newfoundland to the car wash. This is the first road finding me back in my element. I love people. I love clay. I love teaching people clay. What is soooo nice about this new road back to me is that includes more than just clay. Let me share the slogan of the Fogo Island Pride committee "Celebrating Diversity". My first day here found me at a Drag Queen Show and a wonderful fresh cod supper with my super hosts Sarah Fulford and Peggy White in their wonderful house overlooking Fogo Harbour. This course will encourage not only clay but hiking, kayaking and visits to other artists studios. It's about filling your cup with life. Took me 43 years to figure out that the cup doesn't have to be entirely full of clay. Dashes of other experiences make the journey so much more fantastic. Today before getting ready for the arrival of the gang I'm going for a walk up Brimstone Head. According the Flat Earth Society this is one of the four corners of the world. Yes, there still are people that believe the earth is flat.They are probably those same people that believe that climate change is a hoax, the cabal and chem trails. In one single day I have met more than two handfuls of interesting people that make art. Quilters, weavers, guitar maker, singer song writer, wood workers, fabric designers, candle makers, architects, potters and fishermen. I couldn't sleep last night with my head whirling like a dervish.