I had another weekend away from home and studio. Evidently I no longer feel driven to make a daily thing when I am traveling and visiting, which really seems right for now. With this one, I was enjoying the sweet comfort of re-connecting with my roots and home base.
I want to add a cricket in the grasses. I love the sound of late summer.
whoever they are, their outfits need some color.
urge on to adventure
Inspired by a photo Gray showed me of a cicada emerging from its juvenile husk. Bugs are so very cool.
climate disruptions
I’ve not been spending nearly as much time in my studio as I think I ought to. But still holding the practice, for whatever that’s worth. It’s worth something to me at least; I’m holding a little space that can expand when I get the time and energy for it. And I still get that hour or so to dream on the paper.
My friend Jeff sometimes sends me pictures of weird creatures. And sometimes I make a picture of what I think they look like, without going back to reference the photo. This odd worm was definitely not wearing a bowtie in the photo, but really seemed to need one.
here’s the photo he sent; to be honest, it’s much weirder and more interesting than I remembered. I may have to try again.
Here’s the mighty, handsome rooster of my sister’s flock. He supervises me carefully when I collect the eggs and check the water and feed.
o noble hen upon your rock, guarding the raspberries and no doubt dreaming of glory
