balance
not creating at this moment. but something’s brewing there (aaron introduced me to molding foam and fiberglass last weekend, in his super duper cool workshop). lots to share, and once in a while i’m aware enough of wanting to share something in particular, and then i come up with an interesting way to phrase it, which makes me happy. and then i forget what it was, and i think oh well, cause this is who i am now.
sometimes i think this may not be real at all, like in a sci fi book or an episode of that bbc series that i can’t-not-really-don’t-want-to watch cause it is so possible and bleak and current, which leads to sadness for our world and how better off every other species would be without humanity (except mosquitoes. they’d probably die out. unless they adapt and become supervillian insects that take over the hierarchy). i mean, have we come anywhere close, as a species, to our intellectual and social capabilities? our potential? if we have, then damn. i mean, humans suck if this is the best we can do. we create wars and choose to let extreme poverty of finances, land, soul, and intellect continue unabated. we do this as a species.
but because i happen to be in this state of balance right now, i breathe in and realize how wonderful that, on rhis day/night, 13 october, i can still open the french doors, draw the leaves’ lifestage colors staring at me from the backyard. i hear crickets, no longer overwhelmed by the summer’s cicadas, while the wind chimes the bamboo. i smell the cooler air, pulling back at my lungs a little. if this reality is a simulation or program of some sort, then someone paid particular attention to beauty, which i so appreciate.
so some sitting around (right now with a two-day-ago-operated-on fat lip (basel cell carcinoma) and before that recovering from the covid/flu booster shot and my super-annoying torn rotator cuff & bicep which is a whole other story cause damn i don’t want to be out of hockey for a full season. although the break during covid didn’t set me back that far. and in fact i’m actually doing much better skating/passing/shooting over the past year. but there i am back at the reason i don’t want to miss any time. and i love playing so so so much. anyway, i’m hoping that if surgery is necessary (i mean, it is. doctor’s said it. but i’m giving one last go with a physiatrist, to maybe help me put it off until after the winter season at least)), but i’ve also organized an exhibit at Touchstone Gallery downtown for ArtWatch, called Protest! turned out pretty good. “SOS: Health Care” is my entry, another of the hanging sculptures.
made a piece for the town’s art show this saturday, using the top of my birthday cake container. yours for only $225.
working intermittently on a small canvas abstract piece about my life phases.
a woman who helped me hang the touchstone exhibit didn’t know if she would make it to the opening cause her husband was sick. well, she didn’t cause he died. he was 87 and had a full life she says. but i think about all the legal and emotional and lifestyle adjustments she will deal with over the next year. i’m thinking this will be a keeping-it-stable year for me. still traveling and arting and reading and creating. nothing’s certain, though, right?
here’s a photo dump.
and voila, i have created something. maybe i’m on a roll.