We become our choices.
There is an inclination to philosophize while hiking. To untangle the experience of life and reframe it in the expansive view of sky and sea and soil. And there it is easy to look back at a life and say - yes, this. I became my choices. And I still become my choices. Except now, sometimes, if I am listening well, the choice becomes obvious - the moon full, information revealed, choice easy. I choose. I become. Slip and stubbornness give way to slide and surrender. I become.
3/29/2021 12:32:59 pm
Hey the painting is grest!!! The time lapse was so much fun to watch. I love watching paintings come alive.
3/30/2021 10:44:19 am
Carl! Thank you! The video part is yet awkward for me. But, as with painting, the more I do it, the more fun it becomes!
3/29/2021 12:55:36 pm
The bit I keep coming back to: the lower left quadrant of the lower right quadrant of the painting as a whole—that filmy, crackly bit where the light bounces off the water.
3/30/2021 10:46:36 am
Dotty! Thank you! I am learning to enjoy the video portion a tiny bit. Knowing you love it makes me more determined to DO IT. ha ha!
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