Next? What’s cooking in the past… … in the future? Some wild thyme traveling soup in that big enamel pot, student work from 1984? i was reminded of these (a pen drawing below and ink wash above) as i’ve recently been enjoying cooking on a similar wood cook stove. An unanticipated pleasures that came with […]
Your patience i am still collecting myself, feeling a little as though i’ve lost my bookmark hmm turning, flipping, what page was i on? Maybe the binding’s come undone and the pages scattered about, events unfolding out of sequence Yet, like a lucid dream, in some odd way, it all seems familiar & fits together
& New York A new York Street drawing, midway, more muted colors than the others so far. Lots still holding my attention & i am missing what the weekly posting felt like over time. Yes it’s nice to let it go & now it might be time to bring it back? It’s hard to know
Back ~ Better Yet Bring Forth Bring something or nothing, a little bit or a lot. Whatever you can. Sometimes its just yourself, nothing in hand. The treat of your presence without presents. Bring Sometimes a mystery, sometimes familiar, yet different. Sometimes we spiral around coming back we bring forth something new Yet to be
Between 2 people, 2 places, 2 rivers Too much going on So few words 2 keeps moving & morphing 2 share where the morph lands 2 soon 2 secrets yet to be revealed. Below, Danny, a toddler enjoying the music. Fun to have Trip back after a long absence, & 2 Nicks! Peace to you,
After & Just Now No more waiting, looking ahead or reflecting back Just now Making sense or not, Just now Just for now i’m still spreading out i imagine like water, flowing, then pooling, spreading out as it finds level. Gravity Rain has arrived, Ahhh falling, Gravity. Before, above are two phases of a new
Go Faster Go Slower i don’t enjoy rushing & sometimes things pile up and it becomes necessary. On the other hand, i do enjoy the experience of rushing water. So what if i imagine the experience of rushing as though it were cool rushing water in a mountain brook on a hot September afternoon. That
Sugar High Danny above playing that fun Summer Song. Today it is cool & i feel that summer is waning. Ouch! not ready for that… i gulp & then i get over it as i love that the seasons in the North East US are so distinct. The contrast heightens my appreciation of each. i’m
& Unpacking Life’s a trip, sometimes things appear in your path leaving you unexpectedly puzzled, pausing, unpacking. What just happened? Did i miss a turn? Unsure, do i keep going this way or camp out for a bit unpacking, inspecting the discoveries while rereading & inspecting the map? Then forge ahead… Spring grew some unusual
Two Yorks Too hot, two more Yorks Too much heat, too few words just a few images, York Streets in process, more color soon. Two siblings below. Nick and Audrey again & the last image, Hank who doesn’t live near, returned after a year! Hope you’re keeping cool & keeping your cool… How do you
