The world feels a little tipsy right now...people coming and going, events monkey-piling on top of each other - the interim time between being here and being there.
"No place looks like itself, loss of outline
Makes everything look strangely in-between,
Unsure of what has been, or what might come."
- JOHN O'DONOHUE
Older projects are wrapping up, winding down, quieting. Hush now.
New projects have sprung up like spring shoots, dazzling and demanding and promising the moon.
Somewhere in all this in-between I will pack my art supplies. But not today. Today the muse grabs me by the collar and drags me with a sense of urgency. How can I say no?