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that time of year

Green. Remember? Remember green? Vaguely. It’s somewhere hidden in the back of my brain. I think I can conjure it up. Well, then again…

distraction

At certain times, I want to be distracted. I welcome distraction. I look for it. This past week, I had a friend visit. Yay! Time out. Kristin and I have known each other for years and years. Recently, she has…

deciding

Snow day! Eclipse day! Let’s move some pieces of fabric around day! (exclamations day!) Randomly. I was reading an article in the New Yorker by Joshua Rothman on decision making. In it he references Tolstoy’s War and Peace, where the…

dog’s life

Do more! Make more money! Find more “friends”! Feel the pressure to achieve. Feel the pressure. Or not. The alternative? I look at my pup. Living in the moment. Wagging her tail. Making up fun. Loving her food. Falling asleep…

“linked in”

I’m not an internet savvy person. And, for some reason, it’s not at the top of my list. I seem to be more interested in getting outside or messing with other things. Like my fabric or getting this house kind…

more of the fifth

There are times in your life when all there seems to be is action. Action. Action. It’s needed. It has to be done. You can’t get from A to B without picking up your stuff and moving it. Physically. And…

that fifth element

I can recall certain moments when I was struck by space in a painting. Not in a painting that hangs in the Met, some world reknowned piece. No. A painting that was in process. In one instance there was a…

the fifth element

I’m out with the pup. Out in the air. Out walking on frozen water. Out moving quickly to keep warm, to keep the “fire” going inside. We’re exploring our earth. Our big earth. Earth, fire, water and air. I’ve mentioned…

what is seen?

I need to see. I need to really see what colors I’m using for my art. And guess what? Sunlight and shadows can totally kill my ability to see any color. Ooops – time to move where I’m doing my…

outside

I’m the only one on this trail that is well traveled in warmer months. The colors? Black and white almost. I’ve ventured out, away from the art I just started. Just started! Yes, I opened these bags filled with small…