I have kind of missed the snow this winter....finally we are getting a winter wonderland. A few inches fell overnight and a light, sometimes imperceptible, snow has been falling most of the day...beautiful, especially over the river!
I've been thinking about my daily drawings and how to describe what I am learning from them. For some, the format, not to mention the structure of the practice itself, can seem very limiting, I realize. But for me, giving a framework to something somehow seems to allow the possibilities to expand. I don't know what will happen on that tiny teabag when I sit down in the morning, but each day small worlds open up....there is always quiet as I arrange the table with a vase or a bottle, sometimes erasing and placing it here then there....as if I've come upon the scene and have moved the objects from the location where they lived moments before in someone else's life or someone else's dream. I think there are infinite possibilities available from the view of any window.....these small, fragile teabags become windows for me and I draw just enough to make visible the quiet of an inner world.
I hope you are enjoy the start of a new week and that the days will unfold in delightful and surprising ways. Enjoy!
