A chill is in the air, and it is so welcome. The first hints of fall are emerging, things smell better, the air feels better, the skies are blue, it's almost time to wear all the sweaters that have been waiting patiently in my closet. Sadly, I am busy, busy, busy and while the outdoors are begging me to abandon my tasks to bask in the early autumn glow, I have been working away in my studio. I have to remind myself to leave the building and take my fresh air breaks; it's funny that now that I'm not a smoker I have to remind myself to leave the building. My lungs are cleaner, except that I'm breathing recycled art building air all day. Is that better?
In any case, I'm trying to enjoy the lovely days before they turn to short gray days and make work for my upcoming show on October 5th. I am thankful for the work, work, working because it keeps me from the melancholy that sometimes accompanies this time of year. Even though it's one of my favorite times, I miss the people in my life that I know I'd like to share it with the most. Those of you that are many, many miles away, I am drinking tea/wine and sitting on the porch with you in spirit, those of you in this home, you will see me more often when October comes. Please use these glimpses into my studio to place yourselves with me.
a photo from my studio in the midst of working
a detail of the drawing above, "...of which way I'm headed"
