I entered 2014 with dancing in the early hours. After a champagne lunch, I danced again. A perfect thing to do on a stormy New Year's Day! I love any dance music old or new. I also like any smokey music including rock'n roll. Once I start dancing I won't stop until I get really tired. Mike is a softie. He likes mellow songs and acoustic music. He never dances. Never! In a gig, if you see a man sitting tight on a chair, next to a little Japanese woman dancing like there is no tomorrow, he is most likely be Mike!
While I was in the studio preparing for tomorrow's firing, Mike started this.
|Mike, what are you doing?|
|'Why doesn't he use the dining table....?'|
In the mean time, I was busy preparing this mask for bisque-firing tomorrow.
|The mask I made on New year's eve.|
|My first mask of the year.|
|One little, two little, and lots of little owls!|
There is one unhappy camper in our house. As I was happily dancing to loud music before the bells last night, Pearl the whippet had enough - she sleeps in our bedroom - and decided to move from the the side of the bed to the back of the bed. She hates loud sounds while she sleeps. (Nobody does!) She sighed, whined and stared at us. Well, Pearl, only one night a year, I should be allowed to listen to any music I like until late.
Now I know how you feel when your kids groan when you listen to your favourite oldies loud. : D
A very happy New Year, everybody!