To be honest, less Art was made this week than in previous weeks. My pace is slowing down as I begin to imagine our life moving forward and prepare mentally for more change.
—hold on while I pick up the bag of chocolate chips I spilled on the floor…
Okay, back… Yesterday a friend called to see if I could go on a walk, a 6 hour hike up a butte to be exact, in the middle of the day. I said yes because this sounded nice in theory but as soon as I hung up the phone my anxiety peaked and I think I came as close as I’ve ever been to a full blown anxiety attack. New habits have been formed and those habits are SEDENTARY for goodness sake! Well we made it and I can barely walk but a lesson was learned. Ease into spontaneity, ease into movement but do it nonetheless.
Aeon and I photographed each other obscured by our art projects this morning.
The shroud is coming along. When this knitting is as tall as me I will scrub the floor with it leaving a ghostly image of my body- hands and knees.
Aeon and I collaborated on public art displayed at our home.
In other news we got a new vacuum and it is the delight of the household. Aeon says…
“Mom, the vacuum sounds like people singing church songs while a fire alarm goes off!”