Thursday, July 12, 2012

Dairy Hollow Window

I have returned to keeping a journal in a sketchbook. Stories become tactile to be smudged or sharpened on page inviting playfulness in the retelling of my day. Analysis begins to jump around and twirls out on a ribbon of color---I can't hold back the desire to draw the shadowed window separating me and the serpentine cedar as seen through glass panes above the writing table in the Peach Blossom Suite at Dairy Hollow.

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