This Blog is designed to inform and inspire, to motivate and entertain, while sharing my life experiences both from my perspective, as well as my family and all the people involved. I am extremely grateful to all the people that have come into my life over the years, who taught me and supported me, who patiently and persistently encouraged me, who believed in me and never let me give up. I realize that the person I have become is because of all of their influence and love.

5/31/12
Julie's ceramic art work - Articles
On the first night when I went to my very first Ceramic class, I met
John Murphy, the Instructor. I was taking “Raku Ceramics Class” and he gave a
tour around the ceramic lab. He also taught the students the safety of wearing
a mask when we go into a room to mix and make the clay or work with the glaze.
He explained to all the students that “Raku” is a low temperature, low fire,
type of ceramics. He told us to only use low fire glazes.
The students chose their work space and table where they can work at for
the whole semester. They also have an assigned shelf space to put their ceramic
project when it’s finished or to let their piece slowly dry out or get hard. He
also showed all of the students where to put their pieces when they are ready
for the first firing, called “Bisque”. Then there is another shelf for
when the final firing is done.
Then we sat at our work tables and Mr. Murphy told us to make a box form
just like the one he was demonstrating. He taught us to make coils by rolling
out the clay into the shape of a snake. He came by my work table and taught me
how to put the sides together for the box and how to score the sides of the
slabs so that they would stick together like glue. Then he told me to try it on
my own and I did. He was amazed at what I was making and he said to me that
after watching me in class that night, that he could tell I am creative person.
The next class, I used the coil technique we learned and made a
coil cup with a lid. Then, I rolled out the shape of the circle that was an
interesting pattern. My technique was rounding up to make the cup then smoothed
the inside of the cup with a paint brush and a silver flexible tool. At the
end, I used a light blue glaze.
I decided to make a plate on the pottery wheel while my teacher was
helping and guiding me to learn how to use the wheel. Somehow the plate
was not too good at all. I tried to make it but my instructor gave me the idea
to use a form of the bowl as a mold, I said, “you are right”.
My teacher is very involved in ceramics and he knows
everything about this subject. When he was in high school and going
through College he studied and majoring in Ceramic Arts. He told me
everything about studying this interesting history of art and how much he loves
making things with clay.
When I met him, I thought he was a talented teacher who was so
gifted. He is a wonderful person and I am so happy and glad he taught me
so much about creating clay designs and having so much fun working on clay
projects. I kept taking classes with John Murphy for the next seven years.
A couple of years later, Mr. Murphy was invited to exhibit his students’
work. It was wonderful art gallery in southeast Detroit. He helped choose the
students’ work and recommended which pieces would show best because they
represented our creative talent. He wanted to display different techniques with
shapes and glazes.
I chose about six pieces to exhibit. You were allowed to decide if you
wanted to sell them or just leave them on display. The one I liked most was
called “Cherry Picking” so I only put it on display. I was very excited when
someone bought one of my pieces!
Mr. Murphy told us that the people who attended the art exhibit were
surprised by the unique colors of the “raku” glaze. The beautiful colors were
created by firing the pieces in the “dirt pits” and in trashcans instead of a regular
kiln.
It was fun for me to think about all of the pieces I had displayed in
the exhibit. I am glad I decided to keep them. The whole experience
was great!
5/2/12
How I Met My Cat "Niño"
My friend, Joy, had a cat named “Niño” and they lived
in Puerto Vallarta, Mexico. His name in Spanish means “little boy”. Joy is
a wonderful, interesting lady, who is so loving and kind. When I met her, she
said to me, “I want to show you my new friend”. Her cat came toward me
and rubbed against my legs and he switched his tail too. He loved when I rubbed
under his neck and he began purring very loudly. I got to see Niño almost
every week for about two years when I went to my appointments to work with Joy.
We worked on learning about emotions and understanding how to balance positive
energy. This really helped me a lot.
Joy explained to me that this cat just showed up at
her little house. He loved her house because it was at the end of a street on a
small hill with large trees and jungle bushes and the ocean was just down the
hill a little ways. She left some food and water on her porch and he came back
every day. This cat decided to adopt Joy to be his new “mama” and to live in
her house.
My new friend Joy taught me that animals communicate
though feeling emotions and images. To communicate you send him picture wrapped
in a big emotion. So, if you want him to do something, you send a strong image
of him doing that thing wrapped in a “huge big love”. She said he will
understand much more quickly this way.
Joy is shaman and an author who travels around the
country for book signing tours. She makes videos and teaches workshops to
people who are interested in her work. This is the reason that she had to find
her cat Niño a new home.
Joy felt very sad and mad that she could not always
take Niño with her on trips. Every time they travel, it would affect Niño
because he got sick. That is why she trusted me to take extra good care of him.
She knows how much I loved Niño (a whole lot) after all this time. She
and I were talking to each other and she said that Niño does adore me very
much. I replied to Joy, “I have been thinking about keeping Niño as my baby”.
Joy said to me, “It will be a great idea and we will both stay in touch with
each other and stay connected. She always said to me that I am her darling
angel who she loves very much. And that is me! I love Joy and she means
so much to me. So, we agreed that I should take Niño back home to Michigan with
me and I promised to bring him back to Puerto Vallarta with us again when we
return to stay every winter. Joy could always visit Niño when she was in
Mexico.
On the day we were supposed to leave Mexico with Nino
and return to our home in Michigan, my mom, sister, and I arrived at the
airport with some friends. We met Joy there with Niño in his cage. Joy was
crying so hard when she kissed him good-bye and she walked away crying. About
15 minutes later, the airlines agent told us they were so sorry, but we didn't
have the correct reservation to take a cat on board. The cat’s papers were not
in order right then. On top of that, the agent explained that Niño was too big
and so the cage was too big to fit under the seat. This took so long that
my mom and my sister and I had to run to get on the airplane without Niño. I
was really crying and feeling sad. I was shocked and very mad too. Our two good
dear friends Pete and Monica took Niño back to Joy so she could have him back
at home.
A few months later Joy needed to go on a book tour in
San Diego, California. When she was packing Niño decided to climb in the
suitcase and lay on top of her clothes. She told him to get out of her so she
could finish packing. Later when she couldn’t find Niño anywhere in her house,
she took her and her suitcases and his blue cage, closed the door to her house
and went outside to look all around everywhere for the cat. Niño had gone into
the hillside jungle of weeds and bushes and trees so Joy was not able to see
him anywhere. Suddenly she had a terrible panic feeling! She knew she had to
hurry to get to the airport! How could she even think of leaving without the
cat? When Joy pulled her suitcases to the top of the hill to get the taxi she
was feeling really frantic. She kept calling his name over and over. During all
the rush loading the taxi and crying, Niño walked right out of the jungle and
sat down near Joy. She grabbed him really, really quickly and put him into his
cage. The taxi driver had to go very fast and get them to the airport in time
to catch their flight. I think that was an amazing thing for any cat to do!
Joy and Niño stayed with her friend Malka in
California while Joy was working on a book and various projects, Malka helped
her take are of Niño. When Malka needed to move to a new apartment,called me
again to see if I still wanted Nino, I told her yes of course! Joy did some
research to figure out how to send Niño to me in Michigan. The airlines cost
$700us to send a cat by freight. My mom and I wanted to fly to San Diego to get
Niño but my mom said that was very expensive too. Somehow, Joy found out about
two truckers who drive a car carrier that hauls cars from San Diego to Detroit.
Joy called to ask them if they would bring a cat with them to her friend who
lived in Michigan near Detroit and the two men said “yes” because they loved
animals. Niño rode with those two men in the truck driver’s cab for four days.
They phoned to tell us they would arrive earlier than they thought and they brought Niño right to the door of my house! I was so happy! My mom was still at the pet store buying cat food and litter box to have a
cat in our house. I called my mom’s cell phone and left her a voice mail to
tell her that Niño was here already!!!. I e-mailed Joy to tell her that Niño was
safe with me. She was very happy that Niño arrived at my house. I could hardly
believe that my cat just had such an awesome adventure!
Niño was walking around my room and I gave him water and
some turkey slices out of the refrigerator and he liked that! He began to
settle down and feel calm. He was not afraid and let me hold him. He looked
at me when I said, Niño! He also began to purr. I think he did remembered me from Puerto Vallarta! I
hugged him and hugged him and kissed him, too! I felt sooooooo happy!
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