Wednesday, February 3, 2010

death and day









well. another day. how will you live. i had a friend pass away after complications from routine knee surgery anesthesia went awry. he was in his sixties and strong as a bull. now he is gone. left us sunday, after being in a coma for two weeks. life is so delicate. our bodies are but thin veils that separate us from becoming dust again. from dust into dust. unreal. i am amazed just to be here. we are only passing through. a very short span, a flicker. today is the day. i try and say this everyday. i have almost died once, that is another story. i lived, and the near death experience has been one of the greatest gifts i have received. so has the memories of my friends who passed away in their prime, i live for them. i live for my daughter, i live for you, and i live for me. death comes for us all. how will you greet the unknown. i hope to do do so with no teeth and a grin full of memories, and riding a full life. day by day. you know when you meet people only a handful of times, yet the connection is so strong, you are at once friends? this was Tom to me. he had a lust for life, and even though he was taken unexpectedly, he lived every day full. hope you are too. off to the studio, going to take part in Michael's assignment. i haven't made twelve of anything in a very long time! here are some shots of new pagoda planters in the works.

5 comments:

cindy shake said...

I'm so sorry for the loss of your friend. The Pagoda Planters are quite fitting for your post...the passages, the steps -all a part of our life, however brief. Lovely sculptures. Hope your patient than I would be and let them DRY, dry and dry some more :o)

jim gottuso said...

so sorry to hear of your friend... that is a true tragedy. i'm more afraid of going that way than any other. there is actually a phrase for it... iatrogenic. it means that you passed because you went to the doctor. i think the pagodas are really coming along great. it seems to me also, from reading your blog that you are not one to not live life to the fullest. 20 years ago i read the castaneda books and i always remembered the yaquis would say that death is on your left (or right) shoulder waiting to take you and that you must constantly be aware of this or your life can be wasted.

JUDI TAVILL said...

I hear you and completely agree. All of it. Life.It's precious...how quickly we forget. Thank you.

www.jeffmartinceramics.blogspot.com said...

yes, it is all so brief, and yet so long;)

sealeymorris said...

so true. thanks for the words.