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TOUR TO CORSICA MAY 2008 PHOTOS
For tour to Corsica, click above.
June entries: June 10 June 11 June 15 June 18 June 20 June 21 June 29
The last day of June I was working as fast as I could to keep up with 12 of the ceramic mural team I am leading in Las Cruces, New Mexico. We are ahead of schedule at the moment, but the most crucial and variable moments to come is the process of firing 20 square feet of tiles at a time in the single kiln we have at the school.
1. Projected mural site design. 2. Team at work . 3. A small section painted in. 4. Hands on. 5. Painted section laid out in corridor. 6. Lay out. 7. Sara paints in details. 8. Team at work. 9. A detail drawing by Robin. 10. Detail drawing by Robin.
I went to a party last night
yelling at an innocent
it all is as
it was she could
Two more days and I will be in Las Cruces resuming the ceramic tile mural workshop I started on May 12th...the student teachers will have the bulk of it to do...theoretically I am there to show them how to do it.
Other than that, I have finally moved into my new office, where through the windows I can see Ruth at her desk 50 feet away.
We are both trying to review our expensive little holiday abroad, and agree that there were some good times always to be remembered, even though it appears now that the night we walked around in the rain, dragging our baggage for three hours looking for the-never-to-be-found vacant hotel, Ruth fractured her left wrist...she has to wear a wrap-on cast now...and that was just the beginning of the Corsica I had never seen before...
Well. so what?
I am back to my own kind of reality and have to deal with it too...you know it always looks better from a distance, even my own house. But little by little...
In the last week I laid tiles and grouted them on my office floor. That was the first time I ever did that exercise and it is not as easy and not as difficult as one may think...but it was a trip to get my floor covered even though it is not perfect. I am in my office with a floor.
The evening with friends...
Yesterday was historic...Ruth's mother came for her first visit.
Ruth's mother, Sylvia is 92, and in a short tour of the house she had two comments. "There is so much detail, it would take weeks to take it all in...it's like a museum."
Considering some museums in the world, one can take that anyway.
June 15---Father's Day and all that is...I think about it once in a while, that is when I was an active every day father, or rather daddy to my little girl. That was light years ago, my daughter being over thirty now. Yet every once in a while I wish very sincerely I could relive when I was the third cog of the ideal of family. It was a beautiful time and I had my days.
Now I still a father and maybe someday a grandfather, but to tell you the truth, the idea of being around a little kid sounds like something I would wish on others, no me.
I kind of like being a grumpy old man.
June 11--- I wake up in the morning wondering how we could be back already a week, thinking about all the money Ruth and I spent--the $ has no relationship to reality in Europe--it was expensive six years ago I when I was there and the Euro was 99 cents to a dollar--but now $1.60 to the buck, well it just sucks...
But we are home and here it is simply to complete a day and check a couple more things off the list of things to be done. The good part is being back in America.
Meanwhile the cats and the Marilyn the chicken give a few laughs and the progress of the worlds biggest bath tube in a trailer series continues.
June 10 --- Back in the saddle again...so to speak, being home is good and yet the two weeks in Corsica keeps circling our thoughts. It was an amazing time.
Now we are both kind of buried in the work that needs to be done around the house and the obligations of other places, other people. But we are happy to be in our own space.
The photos below are manipulated images combing the Texas Cadillac Ranch with places in Nice, France and an airplane wing over England.