It’s a whole new challenge to pick up a pencil or brush
after a show. With a focus on an event as a finish line, what is there to do after
it’s been crossed but there’s still a week left to go here? Another walk up the
logging road to the blue bridge. More sketches. More studies, paintings with an
eye to larger canvases when I get home.
Haiku by Ed:
Low clouds snagged by pines.
Glacier ice, crystal mountain.
I wish to grow young.
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