Tag: pottery

Hopeless and Helpless

Jennifred Jones

Hope and help.

We may feel hopeless, but we are not helpless. We may feel helpless, but we are not hopeless.

Hope will bring us help, and help will give us hope.

There will always be a pathway of hope with a glimmer of light no matter how dark it seems.

We were made creatures of hope…to believe and hope for something better, to long for better times, to think of how to improve our situations.

This is the crux of personal freedom. We may improve our lives, families, jobs, homes and communities. No one can hold us back from thinking how to and planning a better future. It is the desire in each of us.

We have civil laws and regulations to help keep things in check so our thoughts and plans don’t infringe on others’ lives harmfully, but even they can be modified if need be. Our free world was designed to cause people to want to invent, grow, prosper, improve, help, enlarge, enrich, expand. There is nothing wrong with these things! We would still be in the dark, literally, if free minds were not allowed to think, help and design!

Do not despise your own thoughts because you think they don’t measure up to another’s, or to what you think others will think of them. The help you need in your situation begins with your hopeful thinking.

So what if your idea is ‘only’ to make a better dog food…planned by you to keep beloved pets strong and healthy! That’s a wonderful, caring idea people would love! Who cares that it costs more to buy? Good food means less vet bills for the pet parent.

You like working with clay but don’t think you’re good enough or your finished item is crooked. Do you want to know how many crooked, cast-off pieces of pottery are in my home? I love to collect those cast-a-ways and have them all over – inside and outside 🙂

As you read this today, begin to take hope and look for help if you need it. Move forward and things will begin to fall into place.

One Lonely Pot

Jennifred Jones

It all started with one lonely pot.

After my kids grew up, each having made little potteries in art class, fired in the kiln using their choice of colored glazes, or the ones with no glaze, because they were sick that day and weren’t able to apply it, so into the kiln it went bare; I became a noticer of other potteries wherever I went.

No two are alike, I don’t collect production line or limited edition pieces, I am drawn to the hand shaped, imagined as they went, this is how they turned out like it or not masterpieces that has been disapproved of by somebody, discarded as worthless and imperfect, or just a ‘what do we need that for?’

And so my collection has grown…if I mention I have given away over 50 pieces, does that tell you how many cast-offs have been recovered and loved? 😊

They are all over my patio and sprinkled in and around the garden — some containing plants, many just standing beautifully as small works of art to be enjoyed. Others are in my cupboards used as one of a kind serving bowls or plates. Prized vessels are changed out on the mantle or table tops.

I love them!

To me they represent someone’s thoughts and skills. They represent the beginning effort of a dream to make something beautiful. Some are made by children, many are crafted by adults. Almost all are signed and dated…truly one of a kind, irreplaceable and unremakeable!

REMAKE BEAUTY

Jennifred Jones

My backyard is filled with flowers, many are perennials designed to come up again so I don’t have to replant them every year.

So many colors and plant sizes and shapes, mixed together with my potteries and souvenirs from hiking expeditions; they all blend into a beautiful patchwork quilt of color and texture that give me such delight to look at, to touch and to share with others.

Anticipating an upcoming move, I am thinking how I will miss all this loveliness, remembering all the places I’ve been, all the people who have shared plants with me, wondering how much space I might have at my new home, and then what to grab and take along!

Generally, I have discovered when people move out, the new residents have different gardening tastes than I do, and often the garden areas are mowed over or converted into another type space.

That thought is tough, but ….. WAIT!!!

I will have a new palate to paint from, new plants to choose, new dirt to turn over and begin to make beauty all over again.

I won’t be giving anything up. That painting is finished, it added to my portfolio of gardening experience, and now is time to begin another painting.

I will remake my beauty again…another place!

Do you need to remake your own beauty somewhere today?

Where? How? Just begin!