so…i used the graphite…another word for pencil…the graphite, product of the earth, to darken the face. Just so much a little. And sat and looked and thought.
it's not like i am in art school, or have thoughts of Fine Art, or, notFine art for that matter, what i am doing here is telling a story. Of how it is to live here and be OF this Place. The need to let go of so much "humanness" . Go back. See if i can find anything of the Beingness of Grass, Lizard, Tree, Rocks and stone….Inside me. And right now, this is the best way i can learn. The best way i can See. The fact that it is what it is is a significant part of the story. So, here we are.
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