Back to the Land

An interrupted meditation by the Battenkill I’m having a lot of conversations with spring in my work these days. Some days spring is popping; others it’s buried under a fresh dumping of snow. Likewise, some days I paint the conversation with reckless abandon and no image in mind, but as my head turns, outdoors again,… Continue reading Back to the Land

Spring Cleaning

Clearing I’d read the same paragraph about neuroplasticity three times and been unable to remember what the major point when I made the decision to kill off a part of myself. I did it with a tiny little pill. It will be a drawn out death, but it’s not a murder. It’s self-defense. For as… Continue reading Spring Cleaning

Incubation

Incubation I used to think about December as the beginning of hibernation. Creative output always seems to slow down as the days get shorter, and work seems far more intrusive than it does in the crackling light of autumn. For last last few weeks my output has followed the same trend. It took me a… Continue reading Incubation

Connecting to Inspiration

Skipping Several days into break, I was still having trouble mentally disconnecting from work and reconnecting with family and creative life. Our family had chosen to skip the bacchanalia of presents under the tree, filling each others' stockings with small items instead. We had all enjoyed shifting focus away from obsessive shopping, but, even as… Continue reading Connecting to Inspiration