“That nothing is static or fixed, that all is fleeting and impermanent, is the first mark of existence. Everything is in process.” (Pema Chodron) From The Painter’s Keys
That’s what I wrote on my blackboard that I just gave new life to in my cellar studio – project continues. I’m set up enough to do some work but still have so much to do that I have little time for art yet. I’ve done a little stitching on one of the ink paintings I did but not much. And there’s deepened meaning to the slow stitching I’ve been adding to some small pieces. Tonight I put a quick and dirty coat of whitewash on an old chest that’s drying now just to clean it up for it’s new home. I go upstairs to collect things I want to bring downstairs and find things I forgot I had, but then when I look for something I had or saw recently, I can’t find what I did with it. Ah, but it’s all part of the process (grrrrinning)! Looking forward to seeing the women in our critique group tomorrow – I need to get out of the house!