somehow one year has rolled into another
it seems timely to look at what lies ahead
and to try and think about living a better life.
not that my life is bad, far from it...i just happen to think that it should get better with each passing year
and by better
i don't necessarily mean financially [although it's pleasant to have "enough"]
my hope [ambition is too strong a word for me] is to do and be the best i can each day
so that when it comes time to lay my head on my pillow [that my grandmother made for me fifty years ago*] at night
i can feel comfortable about how the day rolled out
making New Year's resolutions hasn't worked well in the past and i think it's likely because they seemed to be quite negative
"i will not...."
"i will give up...."
this year i'm proposing a more joyful approach
some of which began when i returned home from my recent visit to the US.
i arrived on my birthday and decided to mark the occasion by taking up running again.
well, more of a fast shuffle
but i'm pleased to say i've only missed three days [on which i substituted a walk]
so this year i hope to
listen more deeply
and find more space
that seems a nice list to be working on.
[i wanted to embed the video but it wasn't cooperating, just click on the coloured words to be inspired]
and in the interests of kindliness i thought i'd share a recent playtime with y'all
my friend Lindy had sent me this lovely linen shirt
i've worn it quite a lot [because i love dust colours] but decided to celebrate my return home
by wandering about the farm and seeing it with fresh eyes
and taking the shirt out to one of the dams, where there is much to play with
|i tossed on whatever was within reach|
|laid a dogspike at the cuff of each sleeve|
|and rolled inwards|
|then i rolled from tail to top|
|and needed a foot as well as a hand [because the other hand had the camera]|
|a lovely tight bundle|
|the beautiful trunk of Corymbia citriodora|
|leaves and bark from the tree above, crumbled into my yabby pot|
|after boiling [there was a bit more old iron involved to get that black]|
i wanted to leave the bundle for longer
to take advantage of the alchemy of archaeology
but it was way too big for a jar
i guess i could have tossed it into the dam
tied to a long piece of string
but somehow it didn't feel right
it's sitting at the bottom of the studio "sink" instead
[water is delivered to my workspace from a tank outside]
which is a beautiful blue bowl
as long as i keep that topped up
- which mostly happens as i'm filling other vessels -
that shirt should be ok for a while
dreaming that it is at the bottom of some deep, far off lake
it won't be coming out for a while yet
be sure i'll post pics when it does
it will be very slow[dyed]cloth[ing]
Happy New Year.
* yes it is getting a bit lumpy but i love it very much.