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PERFECT CONDITIONS  When I was younger my grandmother was looking at property in the Himalayan Mountains. She told me the house would be hanging off a cliff and showed me photos. My impressions was excellent, thinking, yes, I could live there. Find yourself where you are. To fully tap into my creativity I must be remote for some time. I need quiet and space. Lots of tables and walls. More materials, than perhaps needed, must be seen. And I must hear new sounds, silence, or a tree creeking in the wind. I'm not over or on the edge, but burrowed within the foundation. If I peek beyond for one moment, a break, only smiles can greet. Find yourself at home. A Hermitis House sits on a cliff face through the gorge leading to Paro-Taktsang, 1880s Bhutan |
THE MURMURING OF MISSING PIECES News or no news. Ponderings and acceptances. Fresh starts, revelations, and beauty. 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 10 11 12 13 14 15 16 17 PAST POSTS (Selected) Anatomy of an idea Tea Takes Time Speak To Me, Speak For Me In Progress Project Art Out Of This World Course of action |
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