Archive for December, 2013

Latest Work
December 30, 2013

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A Christmas Goal
December 15, 2013

I am shipping a porcelain box across the country to someone who stated, “My goal this year has been to try to buy from locally owned businesses, charities, and artists.”
If you, too, see the value in this type of mindful purchasing, check out: www.kcsourcelink.com and/or www.guidestar.org

Also, of course I will suggest that you consider dropping in at Rafter E Studio. Last weekend was so very cold that our holiday tour sales were a bit low. (Big thanks to those of you who came out in that weather!) But this Saturday a few people, with the mindset of the customer quoted above, came to RE and the sales made up for the previous weekend.
It doesn’t take much to adjust the bottom line of a small business or charity.

Rafter E is open on Saturdays 12-5pm for stress free shopping. We also keep the gallery open during the week when we are working…which is most of the time. You are most welcome to email me to visit at a time that is convenient for you. We have items from $20 on up.
Happy Holidays!
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Ceramics This Weekend
December 4, 2013

Happy Holidays! (If you are here for your “Hospital Cup Thank You”, just scroll a bit.)

This is a reminder that I am working and showing at the new Rafter E Studio in the West Plaza area.

The KC Clay Guild Holiday Tour is this weekend. We have lots of items for sale plus an added bonus of a display of
Warren Mackenzie vintage pottery. From a local collection and not for sale, these 1960-70 era pots are on viewing only through the weekend.

Consider making mindful purchases from local artisans and businesses this holiday season. You will find excellent choices for gifts, friendly people, and stress free shopping.

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Hospital Cups… Year 8!
December 1, 2013

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In 2006 I…well, I had a little coma. When I woke up two months and two hospitals later, the first thing I remembered was some guy “in my face” repeating, “100%. We’ll get you back 100%”. Oddly, fortunately, I believed him. Oddly, because I then weighed only 72 pounds and could not move more than an eye lid. Fortunately, because that was what I fell back on every day for the next months of rehab.
During that year I was, of course, overwhelmed with gratitude for my family, friends, and caregivers. When I got back into my studio months later I could only move half a pound of clay. So I sat my, still little, self down and made about 60 little Thank You Cups.
To my handful of family and friends who receive a cup (I cannot make enough cups for the many, many people who cared for me in some way at that time…I think it was a bazillion!) …to my closest few, I continue to thank you from the bottom of my heart. I think of each of you often in the context of that time. You are the best, indeed.
To the people at St. Luke’s, I hope you enjoy this little cup. A few of you must have a bit of a collection! I do wish that you received all the gratitude you deserve. I said I would never forget you and I never will. I remember John, who walked into my room every morning to open my blinds and also took a moment to sing me a song. And Caroline, sweet Caroline, who kept me laughing throughout those difficult days. And Randy in the rehab gym who…well, while nurses and doctors have ways of making you feel good, physical and occupational therapist have ways of making you feel good while kick’n your butt. How do you do that? When I mention these three, I am thinking of the many others who were there for me…the volunteer who came to my room and didn’t talk but simply gave my hands a good rub, the greeter at the hospital’s front door who was my daughter’s only constant. And to Dr.”100%”Steinle…thank you. Thank you for bending down close and repeating that until you were satisfied that I understood.
If you have one of the, now 480, Hospital Cups that I have made, I hope that at the end of any day that may have been extra long or difficult, you see that little cup and know that you are remembered and appreciated.