Goodnight friends! Not sleeping much and strangely waking early, full again of an odd creative energy that isn’t exactly stamina, but a rare focus. Inspiration, absorption, hours of drawing again. Trying to take pauses now to regulate my exhaustion, but it’s hard to put the pencil down, like so long ago – hard to turn away from that familiar and much-missed sense of fulfillment.
Mixed roiling skies and flickering brightness, cumulus towers rising round and gravid, up and up growing paler as they grow like balloons filling whitely with the whole warm blaze of the sun. Wet heavy taste of stone in the air fading a little, cut through with the soft, complex vegetal scents of mugwort and chamomile.
May we find time and space to grow beyond our everyday routines and experiences today, savouring new ideas and sensations!
