boston terrier – Singingland studios

Selkies & Swan Maidens

January 28, 2026 letustalkart

There is a swan on the inside of the bowl. I am still painting this pot to be ready for bisque firing next week.

I was planning on adding more animals except when I stopped to look at the symbolisms of both swan and seal it became quite the story. Here it goes –

they both symbolize luminality, the spaces inbetween. they are shapeshifters, seal to selkie, the mermaid of median earth, the kavo and the swan to the swan maiden, the one that can get captured in marriage (it happened to me tho i went willingly, and the pictures before the wedding had me on a staircase holding one wing of a swan – maybe I can find that photo once we move back into our house).

They both are otherworld messengers, and when together in an artform symbolize grace, emotional endurance and adaptability.

The swan on the inside –

The new coyote underglazes came from Dick Blick. I will paint this pot and bisque it soon.

There has been some emotional

endurance and adaptability issues involved in my life this week. My kind car, broken, left me in a safe place whilst the front axle broke and landed on the ground. Midas quoted me 6 thousand dollars to fix and to fix unnecessary front brakes and exhaust system (both replaced over past 6-7 years). While waiting for a tow truck to take my car from Midas, I had to stand in the lobby for over an hour contemplating how to be both compassionate while angry.

I haven’t had a bath in over seven months due to my house being rebuilt after a May fire. A bath is one of my arsenals for healing. I ordered and have two free standing tubs under tarps awaiting new use.

I still feel gifted and blessed for having my dog, Phoebe enter my life at this time.

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Wisdom of the Future informs body

January 21, 2026January 28, 2026 letustalkart

This is Phoebe. She came to me. She has been coming to me since last November. I didnt know I was looking for her but I was. I lost my half boston terrier/pug “Bugg” last July. She was 14. My best girl.

If you have been following for any length of time. It is known that my artwork informs my life. It is thru the process of Spirit Intelligence. This comes from elementals in the water of my paint, krystic beings, and most importantly thru the intelligence of the Spirit in All things.

Here is the pot I made in November 2025. It now feels like this is Phoebe being portrayed. I had a dream in December that I was getting a puppy. She was born sometime in October.

I believe that the Spirit wisdom was flowing through my present informing my future. Cory Muscara of the Practicing Human Spotify free podcast restarted last week after a year break speaks about the wisdom of the body. I highly recommend his meditations.

This is on the other side of the Phoebe face. Months ago I heard my rabbit say to me and this horse on the pot “I will go. And when I do, there will be a new dog for you.”

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I Kept Digging

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after the snowstorm drive early last Sunday morning, I kept wondering Why? (besides toughening me up to driving in said weather to make it to both my second semester in pottery and the first of the month Irish Session at the Port Tavern in Newburyport with Eamon Coyne).

in order to dig deeper (this was message from tarot readings after visiting the french bull dog I had already named “Phoebe” even though Tru , his other nickname I gave him as he had been previously named “Trooper” is a he) I had to go thru four other possible inquiries. In the way it occurred, I was offered a doodle dog, then turned away, I dug into the realization that yes, I would love another Boston Terrier after all. And also, I decided against getting a rescue dog.

Through a string of seemingly random movements, I think I may have ended up with the true dog. In the process, I descended into doubt for too long and then had to consciously release some kind of astral demonic sucker on thing that showed up in this latest painting. As per usual, once I spot a demon, I can release it by covering it over in white and silver watercolor, saying “I release you” and also clearing my energy, my doubt, sadness, futility, desperation, basically all the heavy overstayed emotions that shout “come eat my loosh!” This is an ongoing event that I see no end to in this body, on this planet. Whilst I am on this planet and dealing with my emotions, sometimes, I just hit overwhelm and lose my clear state of being. It is a common occurrence, dare I say, I fear.

To bring things to the present, after three Boston Terrier inquiries I learned a lot. Possibly one was a scam, and I know a month ago while looking for a BT, I was approached in messenger and it was a scam. Don’t forget the name “Phoebe” as my life happened.

Backstory: I had picked up an Icelandic Sheepdog and brought her home. I asked my son what to name her. He said “Frida.” Six months later the breeder said oh I thought you named her Frida because her mother’s name is Disa Frida.

The fourth Boston Terrier breeder I found on the AKC website (discovered Through one of my phone calls with a Vermont breeder). She had one female left. She is only fifteen miles from me and the mother of the litter is Phoebe.

Phoebe

in that exact spelling. Not Phebe.

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