I am besotted with August. I love August light, August stillness, August ripeness. Really, no other word than 'love' to describe my feeling will do.
It's been a quiet month on the outside for me, but not on the inside. I'm working a lot and playing a lot, too.
I'm reading Michael Pollan's wonderful book A Place of My Own and there I found this quote:
' "Chi" is the Chinese word for the earth spirit, or cosmic breath, which flows in invisible currents over the face of the earth... . This earth spirit animates all living things.'
Doesn't it just!
In these pieces, I'm leaping back and forth between the particular and the abstract, between what I know and what I feel, between line and shape, all the while reveling in texture and color. No expectations, no worries. Following the chi.