Arriving at the St. John's Pottery was like falling into a fresh snowbank. The leap is frightening and exhilarating, the landing soft, and in the end a perfect fit. Richard Bresnahan and his studio staff have made my first day a wonderful experience. They have my space set up in the back of the studio where I can hunker down and get productive.
My family and I have been welcomed warmly into the campus of St. John's University. We walked a bit of the beautiful grounds, dangled our feet in the lake, got to know a few people, and just enjoyed a beautiful sunny day. Teddy and I felt the sweet satisfaction skating on gentle slopes of smooth pavement.
It's a beautiful place with an impressive record of sponsoring innovative creative projects. This campus is responsible for the stunning St. John's Bible, built a bold chapel by internationally famous architecht Marcel Brueuer, started Minnesota Public Radio, and has hosted the innovative St. John's pottery on campus since 1979. I also learned that the original campus was built with bricks from clay that the monks dug and fired, there is a high tech lab on campus that seeks to acquire and preserve religious texts from war-torn regions (think Syria...), and there are loons somewhere out here.
I'm now confronted with the proper use of these gifts of time, guidance, materials, and processes. I sat and considered. I drew some figure concepts. I built some tiny blocky clay postures based on the drawings. At this point I really don't know where I'm going. “Writing is like driving at night in the fog. You can only see as far as your headlights, but you can make the whole trip that way.”—E.L. Doctorow
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