Monday, January 27, 2014

Sweet Freedom!

Pamela 1.25.14 Bremerton with David

Slowly, slowly I'm getting used to freedom as a way of life again. For the last 10 years my days have been restricted by the schedule of my Regular Job. That changed 12/03/13, when I spent my last day as an Occupational Therapist...and I have told the State of Washington not to renew my license. Gradually, my psyche is starting to unclench, and I am relaxing into my new schedule, filling it with lots of food, fun, and projects.

David Owen Hastings...Wonderful Tapas Bar in Bremerton

Last Saturday, I went with David to the opening of a show at CVG in Bremerton, where one  of his pieces was selected, and he Should have won a prize! The Award that came to us was having a wonderful time together, talking nonstop about Art and Life and Literature...And this Tapas bar down the street with truly beautiful and delicious food!

...and for dessert: flan with whiskey sauce, cherries, and sugar art piece on top

Crab cakes, Fillet, Scallops with slightly wilted spinach, truffle fries with curry sauce, the Amazing dates stuffed with tumeric cheese and wrapped in bacon...and David knows that I like exquisite the flan with whiskey sauce and cherries above.  On the way over to meet David at the ferry, I stopped at Quilted Strait and gave them an experiment with their new fusible below: (coffee cup fabric from the bead store in Port Townsend)

Join me to make fabric Journals at Quilted Strait 3/22/14

OK, I've been indulging myself in fabric everywhere I go...good thing I try to stay home more days than I go out. Today I went out to UPS Kathryn Hall's portrait to her, and a Doll Making as a Transformative Process book to Australia, and this time I gathered food...And a new book, Natalie Goldberg's OLD FRIENDS FROM FAR AWAY.

Salty Caramel Pecan Pie and coffee at Blackbird

Writing in Cafe's...small treats for this retired person. This morning I successfully completed my application for Social Security, online...another step to All Art, All the Time...the Life of the Artist includes Sensual Pleasures!--as many and often as possible.

Another woman writing at Black Bird...corner of 8th and Peabody

We artists try things just so we can watch ourselves with fascinated horror, like my picking at my relationship with my mother, even when I have mostly forgiven her for not being able, or willing, to overcome her past and her inherited chemistry. Female children of the Depression may be forgiven their passive/aggressive tendencies, their only permitted outlet for rage.

She Did Her Best

And to end on a sweet note...I know that I have to be careful about how I spend my money, now that there is much less of it coming in, but Food as Love has always been a part of my family's culture, and since I am trying to do yoga, weight-lifting, or walking daily, I'm also having fun indulging myself with afternoon sweets on British tea time.

Sopapias on a yellow plate at Sergios

                                      I ate the whole thing...and it was Delicious!!


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