The sun reached backward to leave cooling eastern clouds with a reminder. Always returning and always disappearing night and darkness comes. Between the farewells, some colorless deer forage in the gray moment. `
Gave myself over to doing some web-stuff today – what a time-sink that always is but still, a job done in the end. In passing, I saw a quote that I chewed on while working until this came out: Put … Continue reading →
Feels like forgiveness Sitting here in the sun painting the waves of daffodils The ones who survived the snow a few days ago, bent, now standing. You can’t tell them from those more newly bloomed. And more to come. I … Continue reading →
Today was really a primo day in April. I did an important errand in the morning, came home and sat in the front yard to paint briefly. Sometimes you just have to remember that generations of painters and writers have … Continue reading →
Mauve evening descends gently taking the day down below the dark world forgetting the day is quiet and softly still pink clouds overhead driving home tonight glad for the little pleasures given me today. Tomorrow I’ll rise in the newness … Continue reading →
Love your experiments (as you would an ugly child). Joy is the engine of growth. Exploit the liberty in casting your work as beautiful experiments, iterations, attempts, trials, and errors. Take the long view and allow yourself the fun of failure every day.
