My neighbors gave me tons of free plants because they are moving. I am the happiest girl in the jungle. There are too many plants to count now, and I scored several on my wishlist. I have trellises and poles to make. I pruned the bad parts, fixed their errors, repotted, and topped with black sand.
Lucky timing, because I had just made new clay pots with tiddies. I reuse plastic takeout soup containers to make them waterproof and shape the clay around them so they have a uniform shape.
I need to get more clay just to fuck around with sculptures. I was so absorbed in the process. It always feels right making things with my hands, creating. Clay is a sensual somatic experience. Very meditative and relaxing. I'm glad I finally dared to use my last unopened brick of clay, having decided to use it to make planters for the jungle I unexpectedly manifested overnight.
sunday - 2023-07-23