Tuesday, December 8, 2009

ROCK BASS RAINBOW FEST!!!

oh.ya.
rock .bass.rainbow fest!!
i got accepted to a weekend festival diddie.

the first night is a fashion show and dance party..
perhaps the years of me meandering the streets and ladida will pay off when i strut on the cat walk wearing my new friend brooke's pieces.
oh.ma.goodness.

saturday is a artsy.fartsy crafty sale.
this is my coming out philly diddie.

i haven't shown my work since my 2008 (?) summer at chautauqua.

i'll post pictures when i can.
when i can afford to get my computer fixed/buy a new one.



it's been a tiring autumn season.

'round.'round.'round i go

i told ol'gordon to stay where he stood
so i knew where to find him when i come back 'round.
he reminded me that ol'grand dad is waitin'
to warm my coffee at ten and twelve.
a good cup makes me grin.

don't ya know..?

well.i'll tell ya when you come 'round
how this proletarian gets on..
gets on..
under the ramped rounds of I-95.
no lie.

all is well.
as far as i can tell.
when good ol'grand dad is 'round.

"Hey there..
the factory could smell worse
on this here stagnat day darlin."
he says..

he says to me.

takin' my hand that good ol'grand dad.
later he be tellin' me stories
'bout singin' off key but keepin' with the beat.
i start snappin' my fingers
to the s0und of two soles shuffling dirty concrete floors.

all is well.
as far as i can tell.
when good ol'grand dad is 'round.

Thursday, November 5, 2009

darlin did you see that moon..

did you see that there moon darlin'..
in the month of november..
in the year '09..?
the harvest tones are warm in a cardigan
while shim.shim.shivering.shimmering
'cross the delaware on i-95 .
i sat on the passenger side in a dead.heads honda
passing d.w.a's pondering the thought of cliches.
i coughed.
perhaps in several days the silica will settle with the clay
and i'll be a better creation that day.
hey.hey
nani.nani
she.said
shakespeare.said
back in the day.
but.today. i sit in a rocket cat coffee shop
down a block.between.the bar of atlantis and a space
i pay to place my stuff.
but. hey.
i shouldn't be here.
so. high-fiver in the air.
.cause i have to bike eight miles to work on a converted loading dock.

(wink)

Tuesday, October 20, 2009

i'll post today.
just to say i posted today.

.hey.hey.

there went the day.

where. .?
there.

over beside where they're sitting on their...what's that there. .?

unknown.

...giggles...

Friday, October 2, 2009

.Gee Golly.

Gee golly.

Anyhoo..
loop.de.loop

I had a lil.ald.pottery seven hour throwing session today.which.is pretty awesome.
It’s hard to find that kind of time.for me.time.

.ladida.

I have gotten good at being a Silverman Machine..I can put one hundred Silverman handles on his mug forms in three hours. Three hours. One hundred handles. Hi.

.la.dida.


Gee golly.


It’s weird to think about...


On the positive..I’m getting really good at my job.
I’m not going to dive into the negatives..cause..I don’t want too.




Cheers to you.
Cheers to me.
Cheers to whatever may be.
Maybe.
Just kidding. Gotta let be.be. Indeed.

(.egon.)

Friday, June 5, 2009

It’s nine am. I’m sipping a glass of wine.
I woke up at six am. Willa was whimpering.
I thought to myself. Ya..So..If I woke up at nine..three hours later it would noon..an appropriate time for glass of wine. Not. Alot..just a diddie. So. I justified my glass of wine as a breakfast component this morning.

Funny true story..several months ago I was online..and a website pops up..it’s a..no lie..Ancient Chinese porn website..I write porn because it was incredibly graphic, interesting, and gave my puter a lot of virus..then my puter crashes completely. After my computer has enough strength and space to work..Lil Miss Willa-Nilla D gnawed my power chord. Urgh. Just in time for some fools to steal my phone at work. No communication is nice for a hand full of days..then I start thinking about all the things I want to say. Want to do. All online. I’m starting to fulfill my online fantasies this morning before work.

I will finish this post with a poem..

Whatever which way
May i. May.June.July
a certain way.

i want to play everyday.
do whatever i want that day.
Moment by moment
i want to praise my way.
Yay.

.ald.06.02.09. c.engman .pic.

Monday, June 1, 2009

.Willa Nilla D.



A month ago i was working at the studio during the evening and i heard little cat whimpers from a "dead space" in the warehouse. i tried to find the kitten.but.couldn't.

..jump.skip.high fiver in the air and two days later i finally found the kitten in a gutter like area under a broken freight elevator. i rolled around in a dead mouse for three hours until i noticed the dead mouse and then a half an hour later grabbed the kitten by the neck.

I named her Willa-Nilla D.

she makes me happy.


Thursday, March 12, 2009



Sometimes..i just want to hang out with my buddies.eat cupcakes.drink tea.with gin. and watching the tree limbs sway..but..mostly i just want to work. while eating cupcakes and drinking gin.






This is my first year out.official year. of school. (i was a ceramic tech at a small college in the hills of West Virginia for a year). It think about how i spend my time..and..what i am working on..and..why.

i feel like i can't just work to work. make a mug for the gee golly thrill..like..i have to do something..bigger. I've really been trying to think about something larger then the making. but. i have been making just for the love of making.



i never want to loose my love of making.




NOTE..
MY BOSS MAN TALKED TO ME ABOUT MONEY THAT DAY. MONEY AND FUTURE DIDDIES. YA. FREAK ME OUT. I'M ABLE TO LIVE.BY.LIVING IN THE MOMENT. I TRY NOT TO THINK ABOUT THE FUTURE.FAR.FUTURE. BECAUSE THE FUTURE IS NOW.WHEN YOU THINK ABOUT IT. SO. WHEN I JUST FOCUS. I AM A LOT HAPPIER.

I DON'T LIKE THINKING ABOUT HYPOTHETICAL SITUATIONS. TOO MUCH.

Sunday, March 8, 2009

.Egon.
I hear birds chirping.
I'm listening to the tunes of Laura Veirs.
I see the bare limbs
of a chestnut tree
and
the spicky spore nut diddies
that hang slightly below.
Today will be a good day.
i'll make it that way.

Wednesday, March 4, 2009

Judith Schaechter..She's a real filly philly..

She was interviewed in for the February/March American Craft Magazine...she's awesome..she's up there with Ani D. for female awesome.ness..

"My new thing right now is I think that the whole craft identity crisis is a projection from art. It's ART that has the identity crisis. Craft is fine."

Tuesday, February 24, 2009

so. i haven't touched the tips of my fingers to my computer's letters faces..ya..for quit some time.."four months" the captioned said. for reasons of this and that and ladida..life. one can make up plenty of excuses..just to make up excuses..but..why do we always want to do..or desire to do soo many diddies anyways. some think life is short.the days are long. but. the watch is constant.

or something..

we all say something....



here is something..

this is what i call.. The Jason Silvermanite... a theory.. a statement from jason silverman's mind.. (these words are not full quotes just a simmer.ized verision..as i remember it..)



the prison system..fucked up..we feed.shelter and ladida these men and women and what do they do..? lift weights.read.chill.smoke.think.doodle...anyhoo...weeell..

the system should not punish these peeps with years in prison but with measurements..yes..of watts. ENERGY. like hamsters.. The prisoners should go on bikes and just pedal. fucking ay..paddle.. think about it..it allows the prisoners excercise.endorphines.time to think.and time to give back. YESS.