And I will show you something different from either Your shadow at morning striding behind you Or your shadow at evening rising to meet you; I will show you fear in a handful of dust. - T.S. Eliot, The Waste Land Hot, dry, and the sprinklers were broken for a week. Welcome to my... Continue Reading →
“I thought the most beautiful thing in the world must be shadow.” ― Sylvia Plath After the frustrations of yesterday, when I felt as if my creativity was being stifled by others demands on me, I decided to take a little break today. So, I turned off my phone, stopped answering emails & instead gave myself... Continue Reading →
What a severe yet master artist old Winter is.... No longer the canvas and the pigments, but the marble and the chisel. ~John Burroughs, "The Snow-Walkers"