I recently went to a yearly ceramics sale with a dear friend of mine; and had one of those intoxicating, life-flashing afternoons where there was discovery and laughter and afterwards, really good middle eastern food.
Granted, I’ve been house bound for a while, and the chance to go out and play hasn’t presented itself like that in some time. But it reminded me of….rehearsal. A really good rehearsal. Where actors are making connections, and giving the gift of their talent and mind and spirit to create these phantoms on stage.
But I know, this was a ceramics sale.
There was a large noisy line of shoppers waiting to get into this sale, and once the doors were opened, I lost my friend in the crush of people foaming around the tables. It was thrilling to see such beautiful ceramic pieces, the glazes, the whimsy, and the various degrees of artistry and taste. There were some really crappy pieces too. I saw candlestick holders shaped like giraffes, and copper colored bowls, and strange plates. I picked up a bright blue teapot with “hello kitty” skeletons painted all over it and considered buying it. But then I paused, and put it back down on the crowded table, and someone behind me scooped it right up. I’ll never see that “hello kitty skeleton” teapot ever again. But what a thrill of discovery and connections.
And then I heard this talk today on Ted Talks. There is a bit of an overlong story about a Russian spaceship, but, overall, the exploration of where good ideas come from really sparked me up. Almost like a rehearsal. Or really strange ceramics.