Been spending most of my days outdoors, tending the yard and the gardens. I've been teaching, but I'm taking a break from drawing right now. Pulling weeds, trimming grass, deadheading, raking, mowing, picking berries and flowers, digging vegetables, hanging wash on the line - all this feels like I'm working on one great painting or installation, or piece of enormous sculpture. It's the same process and it yields a similar satisfaction. This time of year makes me especially aware that I am a living, breathing element in a grand piece of art...
