D A Y 6 // T H E • L A N D • S P E A K S
I want to paint paintings that take time.
No more a painting a day thing. Tired of fast meals, fast art and fast everything.
Maybe it’s my birthday, maybe it’s the land (it’s definitely the land, confirmed by talks with magical friends, mentors and by divination) but things are dramatically shifting for and in me.
It may all collapse under confusion or it may blossom.
Please, blossom, I ask…
I got sick for 2 days and skipped my #30daysofHeartNesting, painfully. Virgo in me was visually typing in her migraine head over a cold compress. But she didn’t win and I had a bath, painted waves, slept with peppermint and this wonderful tincture from Polish Benedictins, and didn’t write. Headaches don’t play well with electronics.
Here, now, writing my #6, I tell you this — Marshlands, Rivers, Mudflats and Ocean became my soul sisters.
#30daysofHeartNesting : to sit, to sharpen, to soften, to write, to reveal, to remove my blind spots.