I am waffling. On a different planet now, other time zone, different views, spaces, places, people & dare I say: Energy. It is delightful to be here, but in the tunnel of change I have found myself unable to step back & articulate the nature of this transition.

I am interested in what is collected to take back. And realize I cannot begin to comprehend with face up against the glass, my breath clouding the vision. I came to understand, a few years ago, that NOT making art, is not equivalent to NOT being an artist. I am a hunter gatherer, and know that I am anxious to gently walk into a new body of work.

Soon.

Not yet.

After the complications & curfuffal (i'm sure that's a word, right?) of Christmakuh & being close to some I love dearly, I shall pick up brush to paper to paint & write again.

Thankfully on this planet is an excellent yoga studio, where there is deep stretching, some chanting of OM, and occasional enlightened laughter. There are runs on back roads with many a splendid & breathtaking views in most directions. And the locals are kind & polite.

And there are Organic 73% chocolate bars, with blueberries!!

Namaste & a bientot,

Love, Norma

Happy Hanukah!