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Friday, January 5, 2024

What's next?




Snow drawing

So the studio has been converted


The kiln is gone


I find beauty outside in fantastic nature.


  Look close for cryptogams


Play with line


Blossoms inside


 Mystery in trees


 Home comforts


Amazing habitat


 Excursions

      

 Heaven in a Tree King

King Tree

Thank you for the beautiful encounter 

This dawn 

I understand by looking at you that you have worked hard and long 

and that you have thrived for years and decades -

time I cannot feel as you do. 


Entropy patterned by living

Taking just what is needed and no more

Growing against & within time and environment

Work, how much work must be done 

to sustain such single magnificence

Of a king tree individual.


Do you ache and groan?  

Most assuredly all living things must ache and groan? 

Growth painful yet fruitful, 

Blessing alongside strife  

Horse and carriage kind of thing  


Tree King

Sky- backed chiaroscuro 

Sculpted from hard living wood

Winter silhouette leafless 

Branches show bone skeleton 

Against sky 


Designed in jazz measures

Sweeping the daily atmosphere 

with evident strength flexibility  

Authentic beauty


Stars and planets chase moons and crepuscule.  

Twilight enhances your aura of grandeur

Solid, growing, living king


Behold the beauty:

Intricate design.

Fractal flow.

Chaos entrapped and made full.


Black against white

White against black

Together entwined

In you: Teach me 

I am listening.

I am thinking what to focus my energy on without tile making.

One thing that feels true is that it is right to BE OUTSIDE as much as possible.

I love my homeland address in the universe

and am safe enough to explore however I choose.*


This winter strange

Weather like mid March at Christmas

Finding comfort and satisfaction out my door

Outside watching  Dawn manifest light and renewal

Evenings watching Sunset from inside

The enormous small moments gather peace

Inside a way too busy mind

A way to busy world for me to make sense of


The moon

Sounds of The trees

The birds

The owls, coyotes


I find today

An Earth untangle-ably ensnared 

in its own filth

Complicated by

Piles of Absurd Priorities

And Nonsense

Dense with confusion

Miscommunication and 

Way too much unnecessary pain.


And still there is light

Unbounded Beauty 

In sky and Earth

And seasoned with human goodness

With unexpected joys and Meaningful moments

Love Laughter Music

Nature gloriously galore








*An electric fence around the yard would keep me from wondering off should I ever lose my mind.



 

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