Tuesday, October 12, 2010

easier than running a pottery studio

My mother likes to send me emails reminding me that it's time for me to post when I've been slacking with my blog. I know I have been increasingly irregular with my posts, and it is not due to waning interest or a lack of commitment, so for those of you who like to read what I write: don't worry, I'm not thinking about giving it up. The irregularity is due to my own internal roadblocks. Lately I feel like unless the topic is GREAT and INSPIRING while also HILARIOUS it's not worth bothering with. It's the perfectionist's curse, and believe me, there is nothing more boring or more tiring than trying to be perfect, especially since some believe I'm already perfect.

I've still been getting back into the swing of things since returning from my trip to Belgium and the Netherlands. We also squeezed Italy in there, which was a mistake, but you never know that going to Italy is a mistake until you are already there. More on that some other time. Everyone says to me, "Oh my god, you must have so much work to catch up on!" Not really, actually. I had Ruth handling the studio and Lana handling the customer service, they both did their jobs the way I trained them to, and I came back to exactly no pending disasters. In fact, the worst fuck-up that came to light while I was away was one of my own doing, which was shipping two orders to the wrong customers, in fact, to each other. I would love to blame that on someone else. If anything, I've been wandering listlessly around the studio, looking for stuff to do.

While I was away, I was mostly able to let go of thoughts and worries about what was going on back at the studio. Every once in a while a thought would jab me and I'd break out into a sweat and start shaking, but as it turns out, that worry was for nothing. It's amazing how a bit of worry can keep you from enjoying the moment, like the moment of seeing a real Dutch windmill for the first time or drinking the best beer you've ever had for 2 stinkin' euro. But I'm not paying attention to that, I'm thinking about the one overseas order that came in right before I left and did Ruth remember to double-box it?

Which brings me to this conclusion: there is a big difference between "vacationing" and "traveling." I've been on vacation before, and when I do, I totally forget what I do for a living, what little issues have been biting me on the ass lately, and all the work-related tasks I assign myself while on vacation (yes, I do that, I don't know why.) Riding your bike around Belgium and the Netherlands, while highly enjoyable, is not a vacation. It's travel. Here is a checklist of items that will tell you when you are traveling as opposed to vacationing:

  • You ride your bicycle from a major international airport in a foreign country after a 15 hour plane ride. With no map.
  • You must consult with a country-wide map several times a day to know where you are (bought while realizing you have no idea where you are).
  • You have don't know what to expect from the waitstaff when you walk into the restaurant, or how to order food.
  • You don't have hotel reservations anywhere.
  • You find yourself in a shouting match with an Italian train conductor over the fact that you have hidden two bicycles in the bathroom.
  • An Italian train conductor calls the cops on you.
  • You are happy it's just sprinkling as opposed to downpouring on your 3o km ride through some woods.
  • The high point of your day is a meat and cheese sandwich in the midst of a cow and corn field.


Lest you think I'm whining, let me assure you that part of the reason my husband married me is because I don't whine, or complain, or grouse, when faced with the above situations. I'm totally game for all of it. Because no matter what, when you come right down to it, traveling is so much easier than running a pottery studio.

6 comments:

  1. I'm glad your assistants did everything "just the way you trained them." It makes me sad that you don't give them credit for being smart and creative enough to do a good job using their own talents. The last post I read you were worried about them fucking up while you were touring Europe. Give Ruth and Lana an "atta-girl" from me.

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  2. As a fellow artist, I really enjoy reading your blogs. We have such a similar take on life that you make me feel so darn NORMAL! Thanks, and keep at it!

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  3. Lori, please, give me a break. I'd like to see you leave your studio in the hands of other people, it's kind of a big deal! I'm not sure what other post you're talking about, but you are right that Ruth and Lana are smart and creative people who managed to deal with all the issues that came up without any help, which would not have happened without good training to begin with. Rest assured they were rewarded accordingly!

    And Kathrine, you are welcome.

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  4. I'm definitely curious about your mishaps in Italy. Not the easiest country to travel or live, as Richard reminds me everyday, but surely still worth the visit. I wonder whether I should apologize on behalf of my folks here... Please, don't keep it from us, let us know what happened!!

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  5. sounds like you had a great adventure... thanks for sharing

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