After work I spent the hot evening singing loud shape note songs with a bunch of friends. Then some of us found a swimming hole and floated around telling stories and looking at stars and fireflies. I didn’t get into my studio until I got home late. So here’s my drawing for the day, I only spent a minute, but it counts.
stones in a dark stream….or maybe hairballs
Bubbles. Stones. Under water. Meditative practice.
dance of elements: fire and flood
what’s reflected in the still water?
On my morning mountain walk I paused to listen to a little stream and thought about all the different kinds of music made by moving water
Learning to speak the language of stones
I actually have a new studio blog post almost ready to go, but I’m away from home this weekend so it won’t be up till next week. Step by step. If you’re reading this, you’re helping to keep me on track in the adventure of this daily practice. Thank you.
heart of a tree in winter?
Stone, standing in the water