Monday, June 15, 2020

Transformation


has specific hues to its process.  We're at the beginning here.  We're at the beginning of so many transformations.  Including ourselves.

Saturday, June 13, 2020

An alphabet is formed


as energy created between positive and negative.  The mouth knows this as surely as do eyes.  Always look down, keep focused, keep pen/paper at the ready.

Friday, June 12, 2020

Listen: wood is a storyteller


Whether it's bark & branch or table.  Many stories.  Many voices.  Much to learn.  Listen.

Thursday, June 11, 2020

When mint looks like kale


does kale look like mint?   And you ask, what that marble of a full moon at the bottom under a full sun.  Marinated kumquat.  The rest -- pure elixir.  Liquid poetry.  A dialogue of circles & lines.

Tuesday, June 9, 2020

As an object morphs,


do we?  A simple dried magnolia leaf in the evening on the patio becomes a precipice.  Or a sand dune.  Or a simple dried magnolia leaf because the object was always a precise.  The color like my favorite wooden spoon burnished by experience.  Who have I become?

Saturday, June 6, 2020

The patio umbrella is up and lit


and waiting for company.  It will be some time before we gather at the Blue Umbrella Bistro which, by the way,  isn't a restaurant.  It's a gathering spot for friends.  Food and beverage, always at the ready.   Illuminated as the people who sit around the table sharing stories, roasted vegetables and savory gestures.