23 November

Portrait. Maria, Pincushion. The life of a potholder widow.

by Jon Katz

  I am a potholder widow. Maria is cranking out potholders for shipment all over the country. Me? I’m doing laundry, dishes, cooking, shopping and dog care. It’s potholder support for Christmas season. Truth is, Maria is not all that domestic anyway, and I love to shop and cook and take care of dogs. So it works out. But I feel I have to squawk about it.
  I ferry tea and fruit across to the Studio Barn all day as she works day and night to fill potholder orders. She says she will shortly close off the Xmas season, as she can only make so many, and since she sees each one as an original work of art – she doesn’t custom make them – she likes to take a lot of time with each one.
  She is threatening to come over and make dinner, but I’ve heard that before. Dinner is a Soy Cheese Pizza, and it will take me two minutes to make a spinach salad and put it in the oven. I might have some vodka too, with cranberry juice. I did get a bit buzzed the other night, and it was pretty neat. She drove.

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