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GO pencam! finally it was dry enough to walk to work without watching out for my feet and ice patches and blearyEyes students in SUV’s. there was even something resembling sun. so i loaded up the pencam before leaving the house. the pencam was delighted and found some interesting scenery. i almost felt like a creative person. instead of a big dreary BEAR. it is a little creepy to have already entered hibernation, even before the solstice. i have been fascinated by the deep sleep and amazing dreams already. it is difficult to wake in the morning. and i have NO inspiration at all. that part is depressing.
my $$ was finally returned to my account by Hertz. i called off the Visa fraudDogs, but had my debit card changed anyway. i am relieved, but still uneasy. that was all a shocking series of events for a fairly naive person.
we are forecast with 5 to 7 inches of snow tonight. i will believe it when i see it. but i wish…
i need a new vision. or something. i feel like i am sinking into sameness. and a certain sterility. there is a loss of joy, although a specific birdsong will bring a moment, or a smile from a happy poet, or a delighted daughter. those things. but the joy at the artTable, a most important one for me … where is it?
this week, i was searching for a particular artPiece i made ten years ago and came across a PILE of work from that time. all textiles. i brought it all upstairs and examined it, wondering if i should put some of the smaller pieces on ETSY. i was surprised to see how similiar it was to what i am still doing and was glad to note that consistency. i had tender feelings about that work. then by the time i went to sleep, i was thinking i should just burn it all.
i don’t know about anything lately. but i do know i am glad it is friday.
that’s enough for now.