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Wednesday, 22 June 2011

When the mute start yabbering....

It's Wednesday night.. finally, as though my fingers were my tongue, I can speak.   This week I have had to call upon every tool available to me. My art, my kids, my work...  just thinking about work makes me smile.  Thinking about all these things makes me smile.. because it is always when I am at my worst that I appreciate the gold which is all around me. 

Making Art has been challenging lately... I have wanted to make every day and I have been following that urge but there is the feeling of being in a rut.. or rutted.  :)  Just as I was about to give up, I began drawing with the stub of a soft graphite pencil and made some lovely drawings...  it's always the way. It feels like a test - to determine determination.   I think I may have scraped through by the skin of my teeth. :)  Pass. 

Tonight, I plan to rest, she said typing like a madwoman, and absorb the slight change in direction and look at my work and it's future.  An assessment. 

My mind feels as though it has survived a car crash... it is still rolling and lurching - but there is something grounding in the softness of graphite... something warm in the grey.. and it has, thus far, been a very cold winter.

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