The latest in my photo journey. A sailboat in Coronado, CA.
I walk in a dreamy haze most of the time. My thoughts, instead of considering time and commitment and work, are back to last night, back to this morning, back to the last time I saw him and back to the last time I saw her. The weight of these opposites lifts and drops again. For the most part I smile to everyone and tell them I'm doing well, even if they said they were just ok. Relative to what I could (should?) be, I am. ..I'm quite well.
It seems I'm sick the majority of the time these days, but luckily not quite enough to have to stop all the busy tasks in my life. Dory says she wants to start school finally. That's huge and I hope the best for her. I know she has the ability to make it happen if she wants to.
I think Valentine's day is stupid. I've never liked it, even with a boyfriend. Too much stress and unwanted meaning. But I hope this one gives me opportunity to just appreciate love simply and show that I'm here. I'm caught in its sticky net and may never get out.
I'm so inspired lately, and coming to the realization that art doesn't have to be a public or group event like a choir or a major. In solitude it does just as much or more for me. So I'm painting, playing, creating, decorating. I try to make my visions come to life and my atmosphere an energy I want to be infused with.
