sigh...

oh, long day, long day. but good. slowly, slowly the next lineage canvas is moving forward and is already so pleasing and sad and beautiful. i learned the big lesson to proceed at the pace the painting sets and not to impose my own anxiety-fueled timeline during the last few canvasses. slowly, slowly i am learning patience. it is a valuable asset, for sure.

i'm also busy putting together birthday care packages and having a ton of fun doing it. it's work that is light and happy in spite of all the black paint involved. ha! i'm excited to get them finished and mailed off. i'm excited to give the work new, loving homes. i'm happy that there is endless room for kindness in the world and plan to roll around in those wide fields as often as i can. and i am especially happy that i've managed to meet people whose love for art is a big and open as my own. there's a camaraderie and soft love and gentleness in those relationships. a deep bond and a child-like reverence for curious, beautiful things... when cartwheels were turned and dandelions were blown and wishing on stars was expected and cherished and not to be over-looked... when day-dreaming was sacred and fun and the form of poetry we loved best... friendships based in discovery and mutual admiration and honesty and a fearlessness when it comes to compliments, truth-telling, and showing appreciation.

i know i say it a lot but that's because it's true: i am a lucky, lucky girl.