i don't even want to look at my last entry date...probably two months old.

so i have been busy, yes. we moved to a new place, at some point this summer, there were 6 residents at the Clay Studio, and the only reason i have a chance to write at this point is that i am in portland, oregon.

yep, i am heading back to california. just for a visit. remember, at least another full year of montana life...i am giving winter another chance. it should be easier since i will actually LIKE where i am living. the house is way too cool. i still can't get over it. and we get freshly laid eggs to boot.

so for those of you who have the chance, come check out my show at cricket engine (www.cricketengine.org). it will be good to have a show there when all the work had to be done not just of the day of the show. when packing the stuff up, i felt like i did not do enough the past year, then i had to remember the things i was lucky enough to sell, plus the other things that are still dispersed out into the universe, and i didn't feel as crummy and unaccomplished.

i did have regrets about leaving. i am starting to get on a roll again, and things have quieted down, and summer is always a treat in Montana. plus it isn't smoky this year. clear blue skies, the majority of days in the high 80's. it makes me forget the bizarro snowfall mid-june (i am not lying).

so i am a dork and brought my underglazes and bisqueware, so we shall see how much i do. it will feel natural to hang out on the stoop of cricket engine and paint things while listening to the neighborhood gossip. just like old times.

i have not seen my husband in a month. he flies down to oakland in order to see me. ah, sounds like the jet-setting lifestyle...

yeah, no-so-much....

should be a fun roadtrip back. this is the first time i have taken the oregon route. we usually stick to the freeways and take to 80 to the 15, and if i have to do that again, i fear i will poke my eyes out with the closest sharp object. it was nice to cruise aside the columbia river on the 84. got to witness a nice roadside fire on the way in too.