What a glorious way to start the week — buttery orange and white roses and poppies. It’s not as if other project deadlines aren’t bearing down on me … but how can we not paint flowers in spring! This composition might actually be more dramatic at night. Easy enough to sketch it today, and finish over the next few evenings. I’m moving into one of those phases I call “losing time” anyway … it’s actually very peaceful to start the day at 2:00 in the morning. Gandharva Veda music, Gyokuro Konacha tea, sunrise over the race in my little Brigadoon. I’m a bit sad to know this splendid isolation is slipping away — developers at the gate. I seem to have a knack for escaping to places on the verge of discovery, gentrification, and true to our time — zoom village potential. But for now, the real world is way out there on the other side of the fog … whispering to me, “I’m on my way back to you”.
