Tuesday, 9 December 2014

Naramata mentorship residency, Sunday, 10:45 p.m.

Rose incense I picked up in Indonesia last year wraps me up in a sweet, smokey blanket. I just finished layering gesso on my panels, right on the cabin deck. The massive tree up front cast a big shadow as I worked under moonlight. Kali is wrapped around my wrist on a silk cord, lovingly gifted by my beloved friend.
As I write this, a piece of gold tinfoil fell out of the pages and I immediately understood that it belongs with the painting I'm gonna float the red koi on.
My teacher said: "What wants to happen as opposed to what do you want to happen?" during our morning intro. This is my first 'what wants to happen' of this workshop.
I'm grateful Sonja ordered me to pull on my big girl panties and get my stuff done, despite a deep desire to soothe my aching muscles in the hot tub, plastic glass of Chianti on the side.

Friday, 5 December 2014

the most important word



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August heat an indulgent memory
Indian summer so many sleeps ago
The path on the side frosted over
Dreams of footsteps

Please take a  sweet moment
Maybe pause and just listen
You'll hear a quieter pace
And a gentle heartbeat


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Pranced around
Danced with herself
She did

Belted out a tune
Thought she was cool
Oh yeah she did

A stomp here
And a ya-I-got-it there
You know she did

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