Home for the Holidays
During the last couple of phone calls I’ve had with my son Josh, I’ve learned that a mouse was living in his pottery kiln and that he’s taken up Scrabble. I’m shaking in my boots on the second count because, according to the scores he’s been reporting, he plays Scrabble better than me, and I’ve been playing on and off for a couple of decades.
“But you never even liked the game growing up,” I questioned. He explained that he didn’t understand the strategy then. He had played once and didn’t like it. Occasionally Dylan, his younger brother, would play with me.
“But that was only because he knew how much I liked to play and Dylan is sweet that way,” I said. Josh, who likes to play games competitively, agreed.
No sooner had Josh finished the loading, firing, cooling, and emptying of a new kiln, the 1st Annual Holiday Sale at the newly renovated Clay Space Co-op gallery, which Josh was hosting, geared up.
And then he caught his breath, which came in the form of playing Scrabble with his girlfriend Anna. Anna is also a good player, but it’s hard to compete with a play that involves the letter Q on a triple letter box going in two directions. 
I’m not surprised that Josh, a word lover who has been published in Studio Potter magazine and recently had his handwriting on the front cover, would catch the Scrabble bug. He likes to play Mad Libs and recently coined the word “chillaxing,” by mixing chilling and relaxing together.
We’ve been on the phone more than usual, making plans for his trip home this weekend to host a Hometown Pottery Show, Saturday and Sunday from 12-6. It’s an open house and the house that will be open is mine. I’ve been telling friends who know I’m a reclusive non-entertainer that now is their chance to finally see where I live.
So no more chillaxing for me. I’m going to vacuum and sweep the cellar floor.
Post notes: The first photo is one taken by photographer Frank Bott, who is documenting the evolution of Asheville’s River Arts District where Josh’s Clayspace Co-op is. The second photo is of a recent Studio Potter magazine cover, an issue on clay and words. It features Josh’s handwriting of a quote by Shoji Hamada speaking to a young potter. It's written on the ClaySpace wall and says: It is important for him to dig deep beneath his own feet to find the spring water. This is better than finding a section of the river of tradition that has already become unclear and weak. True tradition never comes from water flowing above ground: it comes from underneath the ground, from a man's own experience. Individualism is important, and without it one cannot do any good work in this age. To find real individualism does not mean the we should follow the new fashion, but rather the old way, the classic way. What is classic is always new. Fashions are always old ... Click HERE and scroll down for more on Josh's work.
Comments
How wonderful that your love of words has been passed onto your sons! I think there's something about the Christmas season that makes many of us take out our scrabble boards and play with family. I've been playing online with my cousin up island, definitely not the same experience as playing with wooden tiles, but it has brought us closer together.
Posted by: Christine | December 11, 2007 10:41 AM
I am so glad that you don't have that dumb Blogger thing so that I can't put my address...I noted the way you had done yours on Naomi's...what a pain! I think it is to get more people to go to Blogger!
Anyway I don't think your son could be better than you in Scrabble Colleen, you are our queen!
Posted by: Deana | December 11, 2007 11:38 AM
Time will tell. He's promised me a game at the kitchen table during the homeshow! I hope we can find some room to put the board, what with all that pottery!
Posted by: colleen | December 11, 2007 11:46 AM
i must hear some interesting words when you play at holidays . Pardon me been a tense day I must go chilllax...
Posted by: sandy kessler | December 11, 2007 3:56 PM
Colleen, I loved reading about your son - actually, both of them - as I'm following links again.
I love Asheville and know that Josh will be a most wonderful and welcome addition to the Asheville scene!
Posted by: Sara | December 11, 2007 6:57 PM
I love the Mad Libs, too! I have always been a mediocre Scrabble player but I can usually come up with some pretty good words for Mad Libs.... "inflate" is a good verb and "geese" makes a great plural noun.
Posted by: Jeanne | December 11, 2007 7:06 PM
"Tumbler" was a mad Lib word we came up with over the phone.
Sara, I reread the post on Dylan and got choked up all over again.
Posted by: colleen | December 11, 2007 8:28 PM
Reading about your amazing sons has extra meaning for me these days. Happy holidays to all!
Posted by: patry | December 11, 2007 9:07 PM
From one reclusive non-entertainer to another.. I so understand the stress this involves... but way to go for doing it anyway. And how wonderful it will be to have your son at home and displaying his works.
Posted by: Coll | December 12, 2007 11:52 AM
Your sons sound like so much fun! I would love to know if Josh's potter is available on line.
Posted by: SunnySchlenger | December 12, 2007 4:10 PM
oops, i meant pottery.
Posted by: SunnySchlenger | December 12, 2007 4:12 PM
Here's one idea on how to order Josh's pots online: http://www.crimsonlaurelgallery.com/purchase.htm They sell his work. A web page is in the works.
Posted by: colleen | December 12, 2007 5:04 PM
There's nothing like a son coming back to the homestead again, is there?
Have a great weekend and enjoy!
Posted by: Terri | December 13, 2007 7:00 PM
I am going to chilax right now. (Tell Josh I love it)I coined Tanorexia, which means obsessed with a tan and wants it all year round either by the sun or a tanning booth. Guess what? it is being used now. My word was in the paper last year.
Have a great open house. We are having a blizzard here. xoox
Posted by: Sherry | December 13, 2007 7:02 PM
I totally thought I coined Tanaorexia! Meaning overtanned to the point of looking like burned leather but you think you look good.
Posted by: colleen | December 13, 2007 10:36 PM
Pph, i'm late. Missed this post til now. Je's absorbed scrabble by osmosis I guess.
Posted by: Pearl | December 14, 2007 8:18 PM