I am working tonight...trying to keep my stitches moving forward. The quilting continues to help me stay calm and meditative. Tomorrow I am picking up Lisa's photographs so Ken can help me to install her images of her Atlantic journey ...a month of solitude and walks along a beach. Lisa captured sacred marks of the tidal pools ...remnants of passing life forms...skies to open the heart's murmurs to a poetic rhythm revealed for us all.
I was touched by the new poet laureate Richard Blanco.... so elegant in his prose and memories so beautifully expressed of working hands...in all walks of life here in America. I hope to research some of his other poetry...I know very little about this elegant young man. The performances of James Taylor, Kelly Clarkson and Beyonce' were so powerful ...even in the frigid temperatures ...and we know how the cold affects the human voice.
tiny ceramic flip flops...yes they have their own stories to tell ...tiny little people with tiny creations.