trudging
Wet snow. Then rain. Freezing rain. Power outages. I grew up in the south. I’m trying to recall if I ever experienced any time when the power went out in winter when I was a child. It was summer: lightening…
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blame
When I’m not feeling great, the first thing I do is blame. Blame someone. Blame something. So easy to do. Today, the weather was – well, first beautiful: lovely white snow – and then, more snow. And more. Snow can…
alignment
(The paler colored horses? Hard to photograph. They are playing with being there and being barely there. They are happening happening happening. One day, this creation, the next day, maybe shifted. Or totally shifted.) I have a friend whose talent…
dark horse
I don’t know if you recall the piece I started a short while ago: all these soft oranges and yellows. And then blue came in. That blue came along. Looked like a dark horse at first. But, hey, look where…
the search
I got a text this morning from Marlene: did you find your acorn. Find my acorn??? Godammit, no! I’m not like Peaches who can just find a darn oak nut in a hot minute. For me it’s a lifetime search.…
grey
I woke up tired. Out of sorts. Grey mind. Grey outside. The day started off on a low note. For me, that is. I took Peaches to her woods. Her absolute favorite place. At this time of year, these trails…
soup
The water in this stream moves fast. But it’s been COLD and here are these shards – caught and frozen on the periphery of anything solid. Such detail. This sense of cold, cold winter brought to mind a conversation I…
rubbing elbows
Kari is a new friend here in Bath. We talk, she asks me about my life. And I tell her about whatever progress I’ve made in terms of meeting people here. And it’s been slow. Slow partly because I do…
at core
(snow art) For some reason, I was thinking back on a time in art school when I was slammed. In this situation, we (the group of artists) would have had 6 months to produce work, come back, hang it, an…
mess
Cecilia and I spent time together yesterday. We were busy creating. I was putting things in order – stacking the colors along their poles. And Cecilia was taking it all apart, very quickly. I regret that I don’t have photos…