While my mom dances on the wind, I am stuck down here on earth with all the bad things I inherited from her. The tension forms rocks in my lower back, my shoulder blades. I get mad, impatient, worried, upset, and it locks into place. I really try to relax. I deep breathe, stretch, meditate, … read more Day 84: Another wind
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Day 25: The lost year
Often it’s hard to see the date on coins, even with a loupe or a magnifying glass. Dirt, scratches, corrosion, all marr the surface. But out of the 1,200+ pennies that I have already sorted, only a half-dozen have been outright unreadable. Then I found this one. At first I thought perhaps the date had … read more Day 25: The lost year
Day 9: Shredding
It’s been far, far too long since I’ve cleaned up my desk and my office, and it’s interfering with my art. I work at home, and my office space is about 15 feet across and 10 feet deep. It’s divided between business and art. The paperwork piles up and spills onto the artwork; the art … read more Day 9: Shredding
Day 4: All mixed up
Today was one of those days when I could not stay focused on anything for more than two minutes. It made me edgy … or maybe I already was … I couldn’t tell. Too many interruptions. I couldn’t get a grip on the day. To illustrate this day, I feel like I need a penny … read more Day 4: All mixed up