Thoughts and images from an eccentric and somewhat reclusive artist
Monday, June 13, 2016
Waiting for Shadows
Magic is out
there... somewhere. I know it is because I have seen it, touched it,
tasted it. Often it is in the beauty of the earth before me.
Occasionally it is in the air like a smell, a sense,... a quickening.
Sometimes it eludes me, but that is ok because I still know it is
It is difficult to
know what to do as the pain slowly overtakes. I search for solutions.
I resist being a victim.
I endure now and will tomorrow.
Creativity is within
me and must remain in shadow for the moment. Soon I will look to the
shadows... and find my answers. I will learn how to heal.
I feel so disconnected here on the wrong side of the valley.