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Posted on May 26, 2015

Daily Sketch, May 26, 2015

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Posted on December 8, 2014

Daily Sketch, December 8, 2014

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Posted on December 7, 2014

Daily Sketch, December 7, 2014

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Posted on November 23, 2014

Daily Sketch, November 23, 2014

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Posted on November 17, 2014

Daily Sketch, November 17, 2014

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Posted on November 6, 2014

Daily Sketch, November 5 and 6

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Posted on September 27, 2014September 28, 2014

Daily Sketch, September 27, 2014

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Posted on September 23, 2014

Daily Sketch, September 23, 2014

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The last tomatoes from my husband’s garden.

Posted on April 28, 2013

Daily Sketch, April 28, 2013

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Posted on April 20, 2013April 21, 2013

Daily Sketch, April 20, 2013

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Posted on April 3, 2013April 4, 2013

Daily Sketch, April 2 and 3, 2013

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Posted on March 18, 2013April 4, 2013

Daily Sketch, March 18, 2013

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Posted on December 18, 2012April 4, 2013

Daily Sketch, December 18, 2012

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My son loves his hot coco. He called me down to the kitchen after preparing this cup and insisted that take a photo of it so that I could draw it later.

Posted on November 29, 2012April 4, 2013

Daily Sketch, November 29, 2012

Still plagued by a head/chest cold, today I indulged in “citron chaud”, fresh squeezed lemon juice, honey and boiling water.

Posted on November 28, 2012April 4, 2013

Daily Sketch, November 28, 2012

I am fighting a cold, so made onion soup today. I have heard that onions are a wonderful remedy for colds, and the soup was delicious.

Posted on September 28, 2012April 4, 2013

Daily Sketch, September 27, 2012

Posted on August 29, 2012April 21, 2013

Daily Sketch, August 29, 2012

Posted on August 28, 2012April 21, 2013

Daily Sketch, August 28, 2012

Posted on August 24, 2012September 14, 2012

Daily Sketch, August 24, 2012

Posted on July 22, 2012September 14, 2012

Daily Sketch, July 22, 2012

Posted on June 24, 2012September 23, 2012

Daily Sketch, June 24, 2012

Posted on May 12, 2012August 19, 2012

Daily Sketch, May 12

Posted on May 5, 2012April 4, 2013

Daily Sketch, May 5, 2012

Posted on April 30, 2012April 4, 2013

Daily Sketch, April 30 2012

Posted on April 19, 2012April 4, 2013

Daily Sketch April 19, 2012

Posted on April 14, 2012August 19, 2012

Daily Sketch April 14, 2012

Posted on April 9, 2012August 19, 2012

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Posted on April 7, 2012August 19, 2012

Daily Sketch April 7, 2012

Posted on March 28, 2012August 19, 2012

Daily Sketch March 28, 2012

Posted on March 4, 2012August 19, 2012

Daily Sketch March 4th, 2012

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I just stocked the shelves with new bowls and cups. 😊💕🌸

I just stocked the shelves with new bowls and cups. 😊💕🌸 ...

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An assortment of the pieces unloaded today. 🌸🌸🌸 I was trying out various techniques and these vessels all went through three firings as different glazes fire to different temperatures. I had fun with these!

An assortment of the pieces unloaded today. 🌸🌸🌸 I was trying out various techniques and these vessels all went through three firings as different glazes fire to different temperatures. I had fun with these! ...

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I unloaded a glaze kiln yesterday. It feels great to be making progress on all the various projects happening in my studio these days. Our shop is open 11-5 Monday-Saturday and 2-5 on Sunday. 😊

I unloaded a glaze kiln yesterday. It feels great to be making progress on all the various projects happening in my studio these days. Our shop is open 11-5 Monday-Saturday and 2-5 on Sunday. 😊 ...

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I’m so excited about my new spice bowl designs and the decorated cups/vases that are waiting for the next firing. 😊

I’m so excited about my new spice bowl designs and the decorated cups/vases that are waiting for the next firing. 😊 ...

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The joy of summer flowers!! ❤️

The joy of summer flowers!! ❤️ ...

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Decorating pots today… blissful 💕

Decorating pots today… blissful 💕 ...

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One of my finished masks and a work in progress. 😊

One of my finished masks and a work in progress. 😊 ...

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I am thrilled and honored to be included with my husband madpottermv and our sculpture trail islandfolkpottery in this beautiful compilation showcasing various creative folk on Martha’s Vineyard. Thank you twislandgirl amandabenchley elizabeth.cecil The book is breathtaking #vineyardfolk

I am thrilled and honored to be included with my husband madpottermv and our sculpture trail islandfolkpottery in this beautiful compilation showcasing various creative folk on Martha’s Vineyard. Thank you twislandgirl amandabenchley elizabeth.cecil The book is breathtaking #vineyardfolk ...

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Spring in my neighborhood. 💕

Spring in my neighborhood. 💕 ...

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Spring window. This is a photo but doesn’t it look painterly? Chilmark, MA

Spring window. This is a photo but doesn’t it look painterly? Chilmark, MA ...

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We said goodbye to Frankie today. 💔 I wrote this poem about him several weeks ago. The Old Dog by Heather Goff 03/01/23 The old dog trusts blindly bumping into walls stuck in corners until I gently set him right. 18 months gone his family moving overseas he joined us the forgotten puzzle piece shaped by years to fill their needs dropped off at a strange house now the odd one out welcomed with my sigh of resignation. Fed and walked with my dogs he felt for a fit sunning on the summer deck by the winter wood stove, out of the way at first then gradually underfoot tripped over more often than not. The months ground his age up a year and again clouding his eyes dark distilling him to knobby bone bowed like the uncomfortable arch of the grave, his gait marionette stiff. His dependency looped strings to me tugging my attention: first the steps to outside, then the cycle of diapers washed and dried, stretching soft fleece over his cold frame, each new task another hook in my chest. Now the dark hour before dawn, I lift him cradled to my breast safe from the resentful nips of the sleeping host. And carry him outside standing vigil as he presses his back legs down a stream of liquid staining the ground then curls further to eliminate before wide turning a boat adrift from its mooring to face the steps. Entering the house I gather him close whispering in his deafness that I recognize his goodness and refastening his diaper I take a moment to rub spine and ears Then turn to climb back to my slumber as he circles once and collapses onto his bed. For how can I not love the one who needs so much yet asks for nothing.

We said goodbye to Frankie today. 💔 I wrote this poem about him several weeks ago.
The Old Dog
by Heather Goff
03/01/23

The old dog trusts blindly
bumping into walls
stuck in corners
until I gently set him right.

18 months gone
his family moving overseas
he joined us
the forgotten puzzle piece
shaped by years to fill their needs
dropped off at a strange house
now the odd one out
welcomed with my sigh of resignation.

Fed and walked with my dogs
he felt for a fit
sunning on the summer deck
by the winter wood stove,
out of the way at first
then gradually underfoot
tripped over more often than not.

The months ground his age up a year
and again
clouding his eyes dark
distilling him to knobby bone
bowed like the uncomfortable arch of the grave,
his gait marionette stiff.

His dependency looped strings to me
tugging my attention:
first the steps to outside,
then the cycle of diapers washed and dried,
stretching soft fleece over his cold frame,
each new task another hook in my chest.

Now the dark hour before dawn,
I lift him cradled to my breast
safe from the resentful nips
of the sleeping host.

And carry him outside
standing vigil
as he presses his back legs down
a stream of liquid staining the ground
then curls further to eliminate
before wide turning
a boat adrift from its mooring
to face the steps.

Entering the house
I gather him close
whispering in his deafness
that I recognize his goodness
and refastening his diaper
I take a moment to rub spine and ears
Then turn to climb back to my slumber
as he circles once and collapses onto his bed.

For how can I not love
the one who needs so much
yet asks for nothing. ...

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I don’t know if any of you are like me but when I am confronted with a blank store-bought pad of expensive paper, I freeze up and that’s why I’ve always been so much more comfortable experimenting and working on craft paper or cut-up paper bags even because it just allows me to release. I revisited a daily practice over a month ago of drawing and experimenting everyday in a journal and I made myself a junk Journal out of cardboard and craft paper, just to give myself freedom to do whatever I want and not worry about wasting expensive precious supplies. It’s been so fantastic and liberating, I’m really grateful and I’m hoping to continue every day just doing something in the journal because I think it’s helping massage those creative muscles and helping me improve my drawing as well. I’m amazed how often I need reminding about the importance of a daily practice.

I don’t know if any of you are like me but when I am confronted with a blank store-bought pad of expensive paper, I freeze up and that’s why I’ve always been so much more comfortable experimenting and working on craft paper or cut-up paper bags even because it just allows me to release.

I revisited a daily practice over a month ago of drawing and experimenting everyday in a journal and I made myself a junk Journal out of cardboard and craft paper, just to give myself freedom to do whatever I want and not worry about wasting expensive precious supplies.

It’s been so fantastic and liberating, I’m really grateful and I’m hoping to continue every day just doing something in the journal because I think it’s helping massage those creative muscles and helping me improve my drawing as well. I’m amazed how often I need reminding about the importance of a daily practice. ...

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February and March on the island are very introspective times. Donald Nitche runs a bimonthly poetry drop-in via zoom in the winter with the help of a grant from the Martha’s Vineyard Cultural Council and our local libraries and I had the good fortune to join the mid February session. It opened a flood gate of poems in me, and here is one of them. THE REAR VIEW MIRROR
 I look up from the road’s curve, rimmed with stone walls, leaning trees, and history   to see your bumper in my rear-view mirror, muscled as a bully, the proud logo centered.   And I wish you wouldn’t. crowd and push me faster with your impatience.   Don’t you realize how hard I’ve worked at slowing down? on these country lanes in this small community,   the struggle to unclench lists of expectations propelling me always past the now, to fight free of the hurry-up current and find the quiet, unique, drift of a hometown,   to look up, allowing my gaze to be an invitation, and listen for the layered notes of the story outside my head - a shared harmony.   to notice that connection is as necessary and profound as breath.   I am opening a space inside myself, expansive enough to hold us all, with room for conversation and kindness, for messiness and reverence, a cathedral of stillness and wonder.   Please do not hurry me. I am going the speed limit.   Heather Goff

February and March on the island are very introspective times. Donald Nitche runs a bimonthly poetry drop-in via zoom in the winter with the help of a grant from the Martha’s Vineyard Cultural Council and our local libraries and I had the good fortune to join the mid February session. It opened a flood gate of poems in me, and here is one of them.

THE REAR VIEW MIRROR

I look up from the road’s curve,
rimmed with stone walls, leaning trees,
and history
 
to see your bumper in my rear-view mirror,
muscled as a bully,
the proud logo centered.
 
And I wish you wouldn’t.
crowd and push me faster
with your impatience.
 
Don’t you realize how hard I’ve worked at slowing down? on these country lanes in this small community,
 
the struggle to unclench lists of expectations propelling me always past the now,
to fight free of the hurry-up current
and find the quiet, unique, drift
of a hometown,
 
to look up, allowing my gaze to be an invitation,
and listen for the layered notes of the story outside my head -
a shared harmony.
 
to notice that connection is as necessary and profound as breath.
 
I am opening a space inside myself, expansive enough to hold us all,
with room for conversation and kindness,
for messiness and reverence,
a cathedral of stillness and wonder.
 
Please do not hurry me.
I am going the speed limit.
 
Heather Goff ...

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Yesterday, I did a quick watercolor study of what I saw when this young girl held her kitten - today, I attempted to draw what I felt when I saw her holding her kitten.

Yesterday, I did a quick watercolor study of what I saw when this young girl held her kitten - today, I attempted to draw what I felt when I saw her holding her kitten. ...

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A quick watercolor and ink sketch of Bill and the dogs. My pack. 💕💕

A quick watercolor and ink sketch of Bill and the dogs. My pack. 💕💕 ...

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I set up one of our outdoor folding tables next to the wood stove and when I sit at it, I feel like I’m sitting in a cafe somewhere. It’s been a great spot to write and sketch. 😊

I set up one of our outdoor folding tables next to the wood stove and when I sit at it, I feel like I’m sitting in a cafe somewhere. It’s been a great spot to write and sketch. 😊 ...

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My eldest granddaughter stayed with us for her school break and her sisters and mom joined her for the weekend. I had a lovely week of baking, UNO, and sketching young models.

My eldest granddaughter stayed with us for her school break and her sisters and mom joined her for the weekend. I had a lovely week of baking, UNO, and sketching young models. ...

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Bill and Ossian - inspired by a lovely walk we had with the dogs this afternoon. 💕

Bill and Ossian - inspired by a lovely walk we had with the dogs this afternoon. 💕 ...

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Linoleum cut. My Covid/winter hair style.

Linoleum cut. My Covid/winter hair style. ...

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Some incredibly talented customers of mine built a cocktail table and inset some of my painterly tile series in it!! 😊

Some incredibly talented customers of mine built a cocktail table and inset some of my painterly tile series in it!! 😊 ...

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