Jan 11
Originally uploaded by Dancing Crow.
I feel like I am almost done with the grids and the filmy fabrics. I like the feeling of in front/behind (why does so much of art come down to Sesame Street? Grover is IN FRONT OF the truck….)
I was afraid I’d get bored, or run out of concepts, but I seem to be able to spin off ideas from here, and once started I am realizing it feeds itself. Phillip Pullman, whose books I adore, says that inspiration waits for him at his desk. He shows up and picks up his pencil and starts working on the story. Sometimes it flows quickly, sometimes it flows slowly, but it doesn’t get done at all if he isn’t sitting at his desk. Certainly inspiration is waiting in my room.
According to the points scale of yesterday, I may only get 4 for this one. Nothing I made in it, but I hit the stash, I cleaned, and it certainly looks related to the last couple days. Now I have to figure out how to tally the points, and what they are good for.
Lee Thomson 
Jan 18th is just what I woke up to this AM. Parker and I enjoyed going to the island in the nicest snow squall of big, goosefeather clusters of lovely snow flakes -real ones- that caught on his black fur and on my chenille hat in the lee of the pine trees. No horizon it was snowing so hard.. All blown away and just ice edges on the marshes now.
It was a nice lunch, thankyou. Sorry you succumbed to the grunge. Love you!!!!
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