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so i listened today,
i listened to that little voice,
i made these double layered covers for the flower drawings
so that i could safely return to oil
because i had an inkling that i might want to
i washed brushes that had been sitting for months
and then i tried
unfortunately,
not too successfully

things i made today

i did anything (and everything) that came into my head today

clearly it didn't amount to much

it was an awful studio day actually
filled with relentless self recriminations
which i call truths
it seems to have gotten a little better towards the end

synchronicity

today was a lesson in trust, process and the importance of t_l_v:
all of a sudden i realized that i had begun
a project i wanted to do months ago
albeit in a slightly different form
and then somehow
the universe conspired to make a place for it

not a flower

i had a moment
it was a t_l_v moment
it was a marina moment
i knew to stop
photograph this
buy it
and then
make it a part of this project
even though
it is not a flower
but it is
it's all in the way you look at it

missing

i took this picture this morning
because i felt so "missing"
i had to take it again this evening
because it seems
something else is missing
it's a lot about not listening to t_l_v
maybe i will finally learn my lesson
it's the only way i can make bad things right
by learning from them