Baby!

Yesterday I was at my first ever baby shower for a friend (rather than a family member).  It was so exciting to prepare to welcome the little one into the world, and I did so with a drawing.  The theme for the baby's room will be elephants, which I think was symbolically and otherwise, an excellent choice!  The yogi in me immediately thinks of Ganesh, 'the great destroyer and remover of obstacles.'  Indeed, their current life and love will soon change into something different!  I'm sure into something wonderful.  Elephants are also very auspicious, especially with their trunk up.  

5x7" pen and watercolor on yupo.

The personalized version for my friend Kristi. The words are written on plastic, so she can write the real baby info on a different sheet of plastic when he arrives!

In other news, I've been working with clay a great deal recently, nothing has been glazed yet- so no photos at the moment.  I finished reading Volume 1, Remembrance of Things Past in a week; it was completely wonderful.  Many more quotes, and works of related art are sure to follow.  Finally, I have begun another drawing with thread!

“There is no man,” he began, “however wise, who has not at some period of his youth said things, or lived a life, the memory of which is so unpleasant to him that he would gladly expunge it. And yet he ought not entirely to regret it, because he cannot be certain that he has indeed become a wise man—so far as it is possible for any of us to be wise—unless he has passed through all the fatuous or unwholesome incarnations by which that ultimate stage must be preceded. I know that there are young people, the sons and grandsons of distinguished men, whose masters have instilled into them nobility of mind and moral refinement from their schooldays. They may perhaps have nothing to retract from their past lives; they could publish a signed account of everything they have ever said or done; but they are poor creatures, feeble descendants of doctrines, and their wisdom is negative and sterile. We do not receive wisdom, we must discover it for ourselves, after a journey through the wilderness which no one else can make for us, which no one can spare us, for our wisdom is the point of view from which we come at last to regard the world. The lives that you admire, the attitudes that seem noble to you, have not been shaped by a paterfamilias or a schoolmaster, they have sprung from very different beginnings, having been influenced by everything evil or commonplace that prevailed round about them. They represent a struggle and a victory.  I can see that the picture of what we were at an earlier stage may not be recognisable and cannot, certainly be pleasing to contemplate in later life.  But we must not repudiate it, for it is proof that we have really lived, that it is in accordance with the laws of life and of the mind that we have, from the common elements of life, of the life of studios, of artistic groups- assuming one is a painter- extracted something that transcends them."  ~The artist Elister, from Marcel Proust (page 923)