Exhaustion

18 hour days. New muscles in my wrists. Thousands of square feet of paint and flooring. More rain. I’m so tired I could almost sleep standing up. Polyurethane fumes, and the report of the pneumatic nailer over and over again. Last night listening to the radio at 2:30 am we realized we’ve become their target [...]

Saying grace

Gratitude that the rain has stopped, at least for now. That sun, hot and bright, is pouring down on the fields of dandelions and lilac hedgerows. That my body, sore as it is, allows me to do this: to keep these hours, to tile, to rip out the ugly bathroom vanity upstairs plying it with [...]

Self Portrait Challenge #2: An introduction

The furrows between my brows have gotten deeper this month. No time to breathe, uncoil, rest. Everything is push-pull, pell mell, full throttle. More than can be done, must be. And every off color remark, every comment that could be recieved as criticism, IS. In this picture, my eyelashes are wet from tears. Haphazard, overtired [...]

Frenzy

DH and I have realized that we really, really, need super powers to finish the house. Baring that possibility, it won’t be finished when we move in. So we’re at the point of creating priority lists: we need a shower, washer, dryer, toilet, sink. We need floors. Currently we have none. GAAHHHHHH! Here are some [...]

Tile and grout, like a trout

So it’s been RAINING for days and days here. I’m growing gills. The fields are slick lakes, flooded with rain. The road a narrow ribbon snaking between shimmering expanses of blue. Every available hour is spent at the house. No time to sit back, put my feet up, write. Bean turned 15 months, and I’ve [...]

The way imagination happens…and, a new painting

15″ x 30″ mixed media collage. Here are some up-close shots. *** Of course, the good ideas always hit at the least convenient times: in the shower maybe, when I’m out on a run, or just drifting off to sleep—any place far from pen and paper. I know why this happens. My mind will start [...]

I just said the following phrase:

“….but you know that 98% of my daily happiness comes from my laptop,” and then I gasped, because I really just said that. And because it’s true. I use my laptop more than any other tool: for writing, photo editing, web stuff, music. And tonight after I came out of the bedroom from putting Bean [...]

Soundtrack of my heart

Sound • track: a thin strip at the edge of a movie reel or videotape on which sound or the soundtrack is recorded At the edges of my mind there is a narrative, a song, a whisper, a laugh, a sob, a steady pulse. Even in the wildest times, the times most pressed with worry, [...]