I wish there wasn't so much suffering in Haiti. I just can't imagine. As with previous disasters I've had to turn the TV off, so that I'm not glued to the earthquake coverage all day. It's horrible. I know that. So I donated some money and I'm researching other ways to help. I hope that all of you will do your part to help, too. Haiti is truly hell on earth.
I wish I had some inspiration. During the winter months I usually work on building up my inventory so that I'm ready for sales when the touist season picks up. I've been in the studio a little bit lately, but I just can't seem to figure out what to do. I've worked as much of the kaizen that I can, even getting suggestions from fellow artists about what to do with some of it. And I've made a few new pieces, but nothing that I'm terribly excited about. They won't be fired for weeks yet, as I like to wait until I have the kiln shelf filled, and then patina and polish the whole batch. So, no pictures today.
I wish I didn't have to worry about my home. There's been some nice, warm days lately and the snow is melting quickly. Last night it rained hard and I was awake most of the night worrying about flooding. Imagining all that water sliding down the mountains on top of the icy snow. At daylight I could see that the creek was very high, and there are small lakes in my front yard, but so far, so good. I don't have flood insurance.
I wish I could interpret dreams. During the short time I was sleeping last night I had some very strange ones. The first was that I invented an new weapon to use against terrorists - a machine like a catapult that would launch frozen Florida oranges at them. (Acutually, not such a bad idea!) The other one was about a very strange Dentist who would not install my new crown until I helped her scrub the hull of a boat.
I wish I knew why a demented male cardinal keeps flinging himself at his reflection in all my windows, sometimes drawing blood. It's probably a territorial thing, but he's been doing this for six months and hasn't learned that it's only a reflection. Plus, he poops all over my porches. I feel sorry for him.