In order to arrive at what you are not,It took me three hours yesterday to size up one drawing onto a piece of quilt backing cotton. Crawling around on the floor was easier and gave better results than going up and down the step ladder to use the pin wall. Maybe it was the black diesel exhaust from the cruise ship docked just outside my window all day that muddled my thinking and my ability. It finally left around 5 p.m.
you must go through the way in which you are not,
and what you do not know
is the only thing you know. T.S. Eliot
Thursday, September 17, 2009
I don't know what I'm doing
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and someone once said...i think it was my father....when you get there, there is no there there.
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