Just dash something down if you see a blank canvas staring at you with a certain imbecility. You do not know how paralyzing it is, that staring of a blank canvas which says to the painter: you don’t know anything. … Continue reading →
Yes, I had that moment today. Thought I was going to writers’ group after work, thought I was off the next day… only to realize that it wasn’t Sunday after all, that it was Saturday and in fact I get … Continue reading →
while listening to other things:
When I got home tonight, there was still the August Postcard Poetry Fest poem to get done. Earlier today I’d responded to a post on Facebook and thought and then forgot about the line which I thought, at the time, … Continue reading →
have looked at my site and the post re Kathy Nida’s quilts being pulled by AQS. PLEASE if you haven’t actually written to AQS please do so: bonnie.browning@americanquilter.com terry.guill@americanquilter.com and you could write or CC Studio Art Quilters Association, SAQA … Continue reading →
Thus the sovereign voluntary path to cheerfulness, if cheerfulness be lost, is to sit up cheerfully and to act and speak as if cheerfulness were already there.
