We have at last passed on our Patra #35 to our son, Evan; a paramedic-fire fighter, who enjoys life to the fullest, gives much of himself to many, has made many pots in the past, and is turning 35 this year. It all seemed to fit. Thoughts on our time with the Patra and being a part of this amazing experience and community will be forth coming.
For much of her time with us, she rested on the mantle piece under Lynda’s artwork. Towards the end of her stay, I added other small vessels I cherish. From left to right:
Two of Evan’s pieces; a nest of three woven baskets; a small bowl turned by our friend Bill Conlen and filled with small Sea Urchins found on beaches in the Caribbean; A thin porcelain bowl thrown by Evan’s First Grade teacher, Pat Carvin of Olympia (who passed away only a few weeks into the school year; Patra # 35; a Native American pot which belonged to my mother; a woven basket with an oyster shell in the bottom; and a pot by a Navaho artist, which also belonged to my mother.
Sunflower seeds from this year’s garden; a Jingle shell from a walk on the Connecticut shore this October; and a nut of some sort from that same walk. The walk was with long-time friends, Evan and Emily (yes, our Evan was named for the CT Evan). Though we see them infrequently, there is a warmth and depth to the friendship that sustains us during the in between times.
We took Patra to Connecticut and is seen here overlooking the Yale campus.
I found traveling with Patra uncomfortable; too much packing and unpacking and the subsequent engagement.
At our Board Meeting with the presentation of our Contemporary Art program update; including a catalogue for an EHTF Exhibition Award FEAST: Radical Hospitality in Contemporary Art. I am struck, as I post this, of this synchronicity of alms bowls and feasting the spirit with food, conversation, art, friendship, family, work, giving, receiving, generosity, potential….
Patra holds beans from our this year’s abundant crop. I’m hoping these will be as productive in the upcoming season, especially as Patra held them for a while.
I liked Patra and the stapler working side by side during our meeting
This is where she spent much of her time; in the center of our table; to be admired and pondered.
Farewell Patra; go with love from us both
Janet, How wonderful to see how the Patra vessel lived with you and you with it. I love that it was present to your life at home and your life and work in the arts. Sounds like your son is a perfect recipient and it will be interesting to see how he and the vessel live together as well.
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