For the last couple of years, I have been thinking about “time” and how I spend it. The world seems to keep zipping along. Al Stewart wrote a song “Time Passages”, that continues to bounce around in my head.
“It was late in December, the sky turned to snow
All round the day was going down slow
Night like a river beginning to flow
I felt the beat of my mind go
Drifting into time passages
Years go falling in the fading light
Time passages
Buy me a ticket on the last train home tonight
Well I’m not the kind to live in the past
The years run too short and the days too fast
The things you lean on are the things that don’t last
Well it’s just now and then my line gets cast into these
Time passages
There’s something back here that you left behind
Oh time passages
Buy me a ticket on the last train home tonight
Hear the echoes and feel yourself starting to turn
Don’t know why you should feel
That there’s something to learn
It’s just a game that you play
Well the picture is changing
Now you’re part of a crowd
They’re laughing at something
And the music’s loud
A girl comes towards you
You once used to know
You reach out your hand
But you’re all alone, in those
Time passages”
I have been thinking about how we all have the same 24 hours. What is the best use of my time? How do I keep all of the balls in the air? Several businesses. Being creative in clay. A mom. A sister. A daughter. A grandma. A friend. Take care of my home. Yikes!
(Love this picture of my daughter, my mom, me, and my mom’s mother.)
Then, a friend sent me this article, A woman’s greatest enemy, talking about how women throughout history have taken a back seat to their men so that the husband can become artists, composers, scientists, corporate executives, and more. The article got me wondering how many “well known” female ceramic artists never married. Yup, “squirrel”. I began snooping around the web to see what I could learn. Another friend (actually several), has been asking me for a couple of years when am I going to simplify my life. Can you simplify your life? What would you remove?
Enough dawdling, time to get on with my day. Try to do something creative today. C2.
PS. I did find at least one female ceramic artist that remained unmarried: Maija Grotell. Then, told myself, research for another day.
