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November 30, 2009
Yesterday, when my friend Carole P. said that art was my passion, I agreed.
But later while driving home I started thinking about how much I’ve avoided that passion. How it frightened me
when I was young and was the real reason why I initially chose “cool” science over art. It’s not often
that I think of how in control I always have to be. Did I consciously or subconsciously arrange my life so that my real
passion would always be controlled? Was it even possible for me to do that or did I simply use what my life became as
way to avoid my fear of losing myself by totally committing myself to what I love?
When, as a pre-teen,
I first read The Hound of Heaven by Francis Thompson, I was completely taken by it. But even then I knew that although
I understood who the Hound was, I felt it as something else within me. Perhaps that’s why I’ve remembered
it all these years.
On a lighter note, my daughter
Bethany and I had Thai food along with the traditional pumpkin pie on Thanksgiving.
November 19, 2009
Studio space has become a priority for me, since for reasons many of you know,
I can’t continue to work here. However, finding a suitable space is more difficult than I expected. Of course
I am trying to get a lot of space and I want it to be somewhere rural/semi-rural – quiet is key. There is a place
in WV that may be the right space – I’ll know once I get to see it in a few weeks. Yes, I know the six-hour
drive from here will put me back on the road again, but I think I’m meant to be a wanderer.
3:48 pm est
November 14, 2009
Sometimes I wonder if being an artist adds to my self-involvement and need
to have an enormous amount of solitude and not just my underlying sadness. Am I the friend that my friends are to me?
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