Over Your Domain
Every moment is so full of passageways and chambers, courtyards and galleries. Is the job of you, with your thousand selves, to occupy each one and come to know it intimately.
Every moment is so full of passageways and chambers, courtyards and galleries. Is the job of you, with your thousand selves, to occupy each one and come to know it intimately.
We left the spire vacant for generations. Nobody entered… nobody even went close enough to see where it met the earth.
But last night, just by chance, we passed close enough to see it above the trees — and there were lights in the windows.
I am wandering again. This may be why I’ve been slow to post sketches, which require a more deliberate momentum to continue drawing and scanning. I am doing my best to bring several preoccupations together into something larger. I am letting my aspiration lead me.