the temperature is finally syncing up to its location, and i made it out of july fourth weekend alive--summer nights that call for a walk to clear the mind/eyes/heart.
stumbled upon this lone, abandoned branch/stem. pricked myself twice. but this said everything for me.
spent a good portion thinking about what's in the works. a song suggested to me at the first thought of It came on shuffle during the thought.
the other day i realized this project is so scary for me because 1) it is pushing me out of a comfort zone, and 2) it is making me confront not only the people but the situation to begin with.
yesterday i spent four hours sitting on a stoop having homemade coffee and muffins, talking about art and zombies and many other things. these are the little moments i sometimes become acutely aware of Life (but the little things are not very "little").
and here are little inspirations found just from the long hours of today:
- "candles" by daughter
- "gold" by wake owl
- "come back down" by greg laswel
- "shake shake shake" by bronze radio return
- "you don't know how lucky you are" by keaton henson
- "atlas hands" by benjamin francis leftwich (more like a rediscovered gem)
- "pioneers" by the lighthouse and the whaler
and last but not least:
"You need a foundation to build a home, start by mixing the concrete- this is a lifelong project. You might as well get started."