from the depths

A figure floats in a caped opalescent gown that drips of water and crystals.   As the hand is lifted with a finger that points to me, white drops slowly fall and chimes emit with each movement.

Passersby do just that when there is no common ground.

They swim in the same pool together: When I asked why the relationship was maintained when she loathed the other person so much, she replied "Because I still need stuff from him."

The pressure of many drafts, many versions of drafts for a submittal:  each one pings its arrival in an email and I wonder why googledocs isn't used instead.

The friend is one who stays close, unbidden, during bright and dark times.

Lines

Timeless Beauty

Spring

This morning's view: cold, bright, and sweet.

Move

Dreams about being scraped from within, from the tender and vulnerable places. Need to turn inside out to let the creature go because it wants to leave. I don't understand why it doesn't leave the way it came in, but it apparently came in the open door and closed it so that it could have the place to itself.

Design and Art

I saw this and was reminded of that.

for Miami Beach, Courtesy Zaha Hadid.

at LACMA, "untitled" by Robert Therrien

December captions

tranquility

hope

perfection

that little friend

exuberance

integration

lushness

fertility

A better offer

Typically available,
usually reliable,
a calming influence,
offers insight
and guidance.

Fire and water

A fire just north of Camp Roberts yesterday.

The effect of water on a stair.

Toecaps and whitecaps

Feynman by the sea

At the west coast.

from Bali to Iberia

I saw a fan - a butterfly, a glimmer - flutter around a poised dancer whose arms slowly moved to define sacred space around her body and whose legs moved within a long train of a dress to maneuver its placement in her path. The butterfly alit on her hand, then slowly fluttered near the head of an approaching dancer who held out her hand, received the butterfly, snapped it shut, then snapped it open again with a different life.  It fluttered with a stronger pulse as the dancer's arms crisply announced their presence and her legs directed and flipped the dark heavy train of her dress so that it swirled and carved her path.