through the mire
I was trying to show you the rain drops falling on the water. And on the ice. And on the snow. Making slop. A mire. That’s what this time of year is for, I tell you. It’s like those epic struggle parts of the children’s book where the hero/heroine has to traverse lousy conditions and […]
snowbank
I was passing a sign in a nearby town: BEHIND THIS SNOWBANK IS A GREAT STORE. Well, thanks to the sun outside, you can’t see my interior “snowbank” very well. I could have a sign that read: BEHIND THIS CONFUSION IS A GREAT IDEA. Hopefully someday art. And wouldn’t it be great if it was […]
the brain
(coming home late) Yesterday, in my online art group, we were talking about how to determine which ways to participate in social media. The gist of it was to go for what you are good at/enjoy. Not what stresses you and depletes you. So, fortuitously, I ran into this paragraph in Dalio’s book today, speaking […]
snow face
Peaches has been bouncing around in the snow. Can you tell? A little sticking to her? Just like me. When I go NEAR my dyes, they find a way to add themselves to my skin. Blue fingers? Did you somehow use that hand to touch your nose? And did you brush too close to the […]
physical movement
Yeah! Shovel that snow! You love it! In fact, oddly, I DO love shoveling snow. I like it because I can make shapes/path/ clear spaces. It’s artistically satisfying to me. You see, in the photo, the pile the snowplow made. That’s not my work, excuse me. Look at the much more refined path to the […]
what matters
It’s snowing. It’s cold. And my dear Peaches is recovering from her romp outdoors. She loves the snow. And I do love her. When she’s not passed out, she’s wide awake to all that’s around her. And that wakes me up. Not quite to the extent of my young ones with their lively presence. But […]
measuring
Three days ago the forecast for yesterday was “snow showers”. Which basically means little or no accumulation. Nothing to measure. The day before: 3- 5 inches… The day of the snowstorm: oh dear, I can’t recall. More. And a wide range for measuring. And sure enough – the wide range part was right. The wind […]
bad weather
I keep the dock out all winter – a choice I’m questioning this winter. I have an ice eater – a small fan that moves under water to prevent freezing around the dock. But this year the temperatures are consistently so much lower and the winds so prevalent that Fred had to help me cut […]
exact
It’s getting near the moment, the “instant”, when we all notice time. The year changes numbers. At an exact moment. In Isaacson’s book on Leonardo da Vinci, he mentions the correlation the da Vinci makes between art and time: that the dot, the point, has no dimension. But when it moves, it creates a line. […]
it’s gonna be a great year
Open territory. Nothing in your way. You are running freely. On the side, viewers watch – what is that moving so fast? The photo shows the space. The space the lone wolf ran across. Down the middle of the empty, sunny, open ice. BEAUTIFUL. Owning the world. That wolf. That wolf is my wish for […]
