All the practices so far - BB on Monday morning

Decided to start the week moving through them all - clearly this class is meeting my need for dropping in to these practices more ! Started with some straight lines - note that the first line vanished by the end - hadn't moistened the brush enough - a soft beginning . . .

When I make a brush line my shoulders drop at the start - I drop in and the brush lands and my body turns and the brush follows and then rises back up to the point and lifts off - begin again - When I make a brush line I stand at my high table and feel the dance of the act - when I write about the brush line I need to sit down - the complexity of this scale - the nuance of the touch - requires seatedness - when I write about the brush line the sadness appears which was not there with the brush and is here now with the pen expressing something about that line - the tightrope quality of it all. When I was on the tightrope all was alive and alert - now reporting on it the shakiness can also be named and included. 

I moved to some strokes -

Afterwards noticed I was missing the simplicity of folding up the strokes and letting them go - feeling the inner complexity of "reading" these - letting them be . . .

 

I ended with three line expressions - looking out my window - and around my studio - fun.


Clear blue sky

Islands of snow receding

my pounding heart.

 

Lacework of tree tips

Dried leaves beaten down

Plastic over window glitters like a jewel.

 

Black Chinese characters high on the wall

Under the table a serpentine cord

In the middle - surrounded by support.



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