This morning a most incredible painted sky full or glowing pink and orange. The photo can’t duplicate this but it is a marker for this day, a reminder of a sigh released.
I am part way through some small paintings and moving myself in the direction of unfinished stories with the intention of finishing. Though the paintings have nothing to do with the stories, they somehow free me to write. The act of painting, of responding to color, tone and texture is opening me up to ideas, words and experiments with words. My current stories are more character, exploration and philosophy driven than plot driven. I will introduce you to my character Tegan a little further along in my new year.