The studio and I were seamless today.
That quiet kind of disconnect where the remainder of the world fades into the background and the only thing remaining is the making. It builds as a small quiet thing and then works itself into a tiny tornado.
No matter how often it happens, I am taken aback.
It has a mind of its own, my studio. And some days I simply move as it wishes, keeping my head bowed as I work steadily.
3 comments:
That sounds wonderful!
Those days are rare and blessed. Glad you had one!
I love those days too!
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