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	<title>Comments on: finding my way back&#8230;</title>
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	<description>Living at full velocity.</description>
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		<title>By: jessica</title>
		<link>http://www.mytopography.com/2008/09/07/finding-my-way-back/comment-page-1/#comment-8154</link>
		<dc:creator>jessica</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Mon, 15 Sep 2008 16:33:47 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>reading your blog, for starters. and now i do, and i am bowled over just as i was the first time. so much honesty and perfection in your paragraphs. i would, could comment on every post, but not in one day :)

The thing is, I see that I have circles, and the common thread is my being alone, and recording. sometimes i sit in the circle of art and books of collages. sometimes i am in the circle of drawing. sometimes photography, and sometimes writing. in each case, i am recording. in each case, it is difficult for me to be creative; easier for me to shoot, describe, scribble what I see. I have a hard time editing just one photo into something abstract.
And I can rarely keep more than two of the circles alive at once. I keep the drawing now just for vacations, with books.
and the collages for those rare times when jon is out of town and i can make a mess on the floor of our tinyass apt without feeling watched (even though he doesnt care. his presence still inhibits me). and i try to juggle photography and writing and wonder should i focus on just one?? am i getting anywhere with any of these?</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>reading your blog, for starters. and now i do, and i am bowled over just as i was the first time. so much honesty and perfection in your paragraphs. i would, could comment on every post, but not in one day <img src='http://www.mytopography.com/wp-includes/images/smilies/icon_smile.gif' alt=':)' class='wp-smiley' /> </p>
<p>The thing is, I see that I have circles, and the common thread is my being alone, and recording. sometimes i sit in the circle of art and books of collages. sometimes i am in the circle of drawing. sometimes photography, and sometimes writing. in each case, i am recording. in each case, it is difficult for me to be creative; easier for me to shoot, describe, scribble what I see. I have a hard time editing just one photo into something abstract.<br />
And I can rarely keep more than two of the circles alive at once. I keep the drawing now just for vacations, with books.<br />
and the collages for those rare times when jon is out of town and i can make a mess on the floor of our tinyass apt without feeling watched (even though he doesnt care. his presence still inhibits me). and i try to juggle photography and writing and wonder should i focus on just one?? am i getting anywhere with any of these?</p>
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		<title>By: christina</title>
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		<dc:creator>christina</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Tue, 09 Sep 2008 02:16:18 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Oh you can, Barb. And you will. The first year passes in the blink of an eye in the bigger scheme of things...</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Oh you can, Barb. And you will. The first year passes in the blink of an eye in the bigger scheme of things&#8230;</p>
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		<title>By: Barb</title>
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		<dc:creator>Barb</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Mon, 08 Sep 2008 20:57:25 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Writing.  Words on the page.  Perfect sentences.  Images and textures and colors and sounds and smells created from noun and verb.  Oh how I miss it!  Please tell me a Mommy can find time to return to all that eventually.  Soon.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Writing.  Words on the page.  Perfect sentences.  Images and textures and colors and sounds and smells created from noun and verb.  Oh how I miss it!  Please tell me a Mommy can find time to return to all that eventually.  Soon.</p>
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		<title>By: Julia</title>
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		<dc:creator>Julia</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Mon, 08 Sep 2008 14:16:08 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>I haven&#039;t played the piano since the baby was born 4 months ago. I miss my noisy pursuits!</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>I haven&#8217;t played the piano since the baby was born 4 months ago. I miss my noisy pursuits!</p>
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		<title>By: lizardek</title>
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		<dc:creator>lizardek</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Mon, 08 Sep 2008 06:30:24 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Art. It slipped away one day, and I haven&#039;t gotten it back. Urgh. It makes me sad when I think about it.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Art. It slipped away one day, and I haven&#8217;t gotten it back. Urgh. It makes me sad when I think about it.</p>
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