I interrupted my sleep last night for the incredibly rewarding experience of watching the lunar eclipse. The clouds were blown away by frigid winds part of the way through, leaving clear skies for viewing. It seems significant, in a vague but nonetheless satisfying way, that the eclipse fell on the solstice. It's been a cold and dark December--I know December is always dark and often cold here in Pennsylvania, but each year I'm surprised at just how much effort it takes to keep the metaphysical wolves at bay--and I'm ready for the surge of kinetic energy that increased daylight is sure to bring.
I've been busy in the studio, in the sense that I've organized things and taken care of tasks and paperwork and so on and so forth. Creatively, I've been hibernating, planning what I'd like to work on next, thinking about the directions I'd like my work to go, and dreaming about travel to exotic lands. It's necessary sometimes, to let the subconscious do its work without pestering it incessantly.
Specifically, I'm mulling over the images I'm using for Skunk and Hackberry, which I think will be next up in my Flora and Fauna series.
I'm finishing up some details on Squirrel and Locust, and I'm very excited about how it's turning out.
But mostly I'm dreaming about India. The pull to return there is very strong.
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That was the same moon I saw -- though through the haze of clouds. They parted just in time for the full eclipse and a little sliver afterwards, but came back in full force before the moon did. It was very cool though.
i look forward to your creative surge into the new year. I'm progressing slowly forward.
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