Reexaming my priority

Yesterday when I called my mother in Japan, my stepfather asked me through her if I was selling my works. The truth was I had sold only one sculpture, but my ego answered, "I've been selling functional ware. Next April I'm going to a big show. Hopefully I will sell some of my sculptures there." In order to be respected by them, I had to achieve a financial success. My heart resented their way of measuring one's achievement. I asked myself,  "What do you want, then?"

The answer has been always within my reach. It's up to me when I set my priority to it. "Ignore what sells. Suppress the fear that I may remain as a failure.  Just follow my heart's callings." It is a luxury that only a few could afford, and I want it.

I Just finished the last bisque-fired piece (photo). It is time to sculpt. With my priority ingrained in my heart, I hope for my skills to transform a lump of clay into a new meaning.