i've been waiting for something. some thing since giving up cloth. and then, the death of the Garden. It's been a difficult summer.
have been uhhhh, at a loss. But steadfast….the Lizards have/do Teach me well.
Wait, they say. Look until you See. Things take time.
and as if to be sure I understand….THIS morning, at Jack's gate….after long waiting, Uno appeared. and THEN… Dos! Dos, who has not come for a long time now….but THERE, this morning, skittering up to join Uno
and I came back and as it happens, You Tube gave this out of the blue…. The Forgotten Language of Drawing Jim Lockey Tedx folkestone
I had drawn these images ….. they came without asking, just came. An eye. an ear. and then……. some Things I see it's an attempt to see the Brilliant Mind of the Universe
he says…paraphrased…. drawings are marks that become vessels, containers of ideas. drawings, ideas we might not even have words for
so…maybe this. maybe I can be drawn in . maybe re energized…..
windthread 
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