There it is, the day that comes after the day before when the end was reached, after the good-byes, the packing, the slight sadness, the exhaustion, the rest. I wake up and I see : learning new tricks is what I planned, so be it : I will build up the centre a little as I put myself in a position to learn more, as learning more is always also learning about oneself.
This coming weekend will be the start of a four-year training in homoeopathy for me. No, obviously not a higher university degree in art practice as is now the fashion for art practitioners to engage in, but as art is what I am about, this also will be a new way to look at everything, a good way to expand my gaze and understanding and will definitely have calm and deep repercussions for everything I do.
As for my bread and butter work, I need a little more time to make up something good, elastic, fun, caring, and not too physically exhausting. Start a band ? Read aloud ? Find some mushrooms ? Invent a new toothbrushing technique ? Build a good fire ? Be thoughtful, a little wild, kind, and grateful and then go to sleep, an idea will come in time.