After morning papers, miss the quotes from the Artist’s Way – but find writing / drawing in my journal good breakfast companionship. My cloistered life is settling into a rhythm juxtaposing production, artist exploration and venturing into the local countryside, working a bit after dinner; welcoming the evening light. Studio 9 is illuminated by an emergency exit sign and my computer screen.
I rode father today and arrive across a canal into a small neighborhood. As I was taking a photo of several houses – a brass doorknocker, modern Dutch version of lace curtains, and a sweet garden entry.
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