Morning
"pour over"
[aka wake your ass up in a hurry]
coffee
on the water...
to an afternoon
on land...
quickly turning
to water...
which means.....
snow up the mountain...
I think.
But first...
ART...
I plan
I assess
I organize
I sketch...
then I go out to the shed to find
my snowshoes.
It's the last place I saw them.
I think it's a good sign
when a shed has
mysterious paint...
Voila!
But snowshoeing will have to wait.
I have art to make.
And lots of it.
[but I'm makin' tracks the first chance I get]
In the meantime...
when I'm
in my "creative zone"...
I feel
like this...
somewhat
e t h e r e a l
and I can't get enough.
o
o
o
O
o
Things like this help with my process...
It's still raining.
Sideways.
BIG FAT DROPS.
TONS.
