25 June, 2024

Summer solstice was a week of random experiences and planning.

I picked up this furniture infrastructure on the side of the road because I want to make a small body of work based on these two sketchbook drawing. It seemed to fit into the conversation.

I washed my grandmother’s quilt on the gentle cycle and let it dry outside. It’s pushing 100 degrees here so it dried quickly.  I have two of her quilts stored but this is the one I use and live with.  She never saw any of my art but her spirit surely lives on in it.

This summer rain at the end of my driveway will be a painting someday.

I rarely go to parties but I found myself at one over the weekend and ended up having a long conversation with a friend about our favorite Star Trek humanoid species.  Mine is Trill.