The waterline has risen above my head. I do not want learning, dignity, or respectability. I just want to see more clearly under water.
Saturday, October 22, 2011
Mary has left. I need to shift the work. It has felt a little hollow at times these last few days. Instead, today I decided to have a chat with the spiral and debris in the back yard and to funnel my responses onto the paper. The water is black and the spiral is visible in pink on the left. It felt great and maybe the start of a new series.