Order. Personal Order, then Natural order. All seemingly, over a lifetime of illusion, part of Chaos. Life forms. The tendency to make sense of it all. Today I laughed while thinking about myself writing a book when I hardly ever read one. Also I realize I might not really enjoy it. The process. Then while thinking back to how many times I’ve said it’s not the thing it’s the journey. And then asking myself what if writing a book has […]
It was early in the morning. I woke earlier than usual because the pain in my knees, due to an injury sustained in the garden weeks back, wouldn’t let me sleep. And suddenly it was an arrow, and I imagined it spinning, like on a gameboard called Heal. And the other side too. Shelter simply became a way. This way and then that way. And then. I made Heal into a drawing. I had coffee. And then another. I did […]
Oddly. From another perspective….Fire… on the inside… has proven to be something like shelter. Sometimes we can fight fire with fire. What if I continue the red all the way down? Like a center column. A spine. To accentuate standing. Working on the inside of something can sometimes make it stronger even if you can’t see it. Or know what to call it.
Coma. The quilt I call that. I washed it. You probably saw it flying, while drying, over at Instagram if you follow me there. Because I had my phone in my pocket at the moment. Just to bring it here. A large cloth that I have decided to complete as a sleeping bag. Suddenly that made sense. This side, let’s call it the real side. It is quite amazing. It’s a map that I think only I might understand. I […]