but i'm not at the studio. the snow and the darkness has become a barrier for me. although it's just a few steps across the yard, it seems difficult. and i can't force myself across it. so i wait until morning and i spend a quiet winter evening with my family. a little restless. and a little tired. a bit like a bear awakening to spring.
Tuesday, February 18, 2014
sitting on the couch with ezra. a little restless. wishing i was at the studio, deep in the work. it's not late. but i have no energy for anything else. the kitchen needs to be cleaned up. laundry needs to be folded. our house has simply found it's way into a winter rut. and i don't really give any thought to it. i only have energy to twist my head around ways to turn fabric into blankets. soft and irresistible blankets. and finding new ways to use the pieces that end up on the floor, one sweep from the garbage. it's all my mind will get enthusiastic about now.