August 27, 2014

Folding
Folding

But it’s all unfolding.  And perhaps coming apart.  There are too many of  us feeling the gathering shadows of impending doom.  And for others, it’s not impending, it’s here and now.

I haven’t read/seen the news today.  I was able to make an artist’s trading card, a greeting card, and do some transcription of an interview I did — about family history — with my uncle.  I put together some meals, took a walk, did some laundry, cleaned up part of my studio, did some reading, and watched a sweet, funny movie tonight.

Hope?

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