Today we made shiny sculptures to hang from trees and I had a group of six year olds work on a mosaic sink for the art school. The small things I offer to the universe b/c I can do nothing else but say, here are the ropes to string, the ropes which hold us.
I understand that if I get through this summer with all my fingers it may be a luxury, today I was holding a pipe while an 8 yr old worked the saw and I thought I love my fingers, my fingers are good fingers Tomorrow I will bring work gloves.
I have the best knife in the world, it cuts everything. It is the best knife I have ever had. It is purple and beautiful, more me than anything else in the workshop. It has flowers. It is a don’t fluck with me I am great teacher kind of knife. It will carry me to the other side of the summer.
Monday, July 25, 2005
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4 comments:
lol t
yes / good fingers
good teacher ////
you are such
a beautiful woman / thanx
for always being here / making
me smile //
glad your summer is so wonderful
~jennx
Actually the summer has been hell
but teaching has been wonderful.
I love this I have a knife.
I understand this.
Last summer, a brain surgeon violinist gave me a scapel for my birthday. She knew it would be the exact right gift, and it was.
You have the coolest job.
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