Sometimes we can damn a thing by day only to find its our light come darkness. I try not to label so quickly but Monday has rolled up into some bad energy that threatens to take the week. The way its looking, I will not be back in my workshop until Thursday. My blues are a deep shade of indigo in the throat of Nina Simone.
Thanks to all who commented on The Story in the Work, the previous post. Its good for me to express what goes into the work and why. The conversations in my head get hashed out so repeatedly that to write about them seems like I'm repeating myself 84,000 times and when I come to blog I too often think about presenting a process or outcome because I can sound more coherent and readers don't have to trudge through my chaos. Maybe thats what I'm doing with my art quilts, turning chaos (energy, words, images inside of me) into order(control, linear, square, contained).
I'll be back after Thursday...just gonna ride this deep indigo on out and see where it goes.