More nature to look at and enjoy. (And clean up after...boo. Thankfully, the new awesome vacuum cleaner will take care of any tiny feathers and seed hulls.) I have learned to take each day as it comes, focusing on what is truly important so as to be able to use my energy and health in meaningful ways. I am still sick with a rotten cold and couch, and hope, again, that this is the last day of it. Had a great day with The Legs until about 4 when the sciatia started calling my name again. It is scary when the pain arrives and my brain is barraged with questions I have to really just ignore -- am I just tired? Is is just muscle pain? is this normal? did I do something wrong to re-rupture the disks and now the surgery was pointless? It is scary. Is two steps forward one step back normal, or a problem? Time will tell, I guess. I think of Maslow's Hierarchy of Needs and really get it when the health goes south. As much as I want to think about art, when I feel really badly it is hard to do so. Sometimes distraction is possible, but not always. Sigh. Keep on trying, I guess.
In my artful browsing I found another artist that I like (yes, British) -- Carolyn Saxby. Her mixed media work is really beautiful -- echoes of muted color, soft stitched lines, interesting forms. Her work shows the beautiful and organic interplay between drawing, painting, and textiles that I love about contemporary work coming out of the UK. Her blog tells a familiar sad tale, however. She has posted that she's fallen ill with a rare autoimmune disease and has to take time out for a while as she figures things out. Unfortunately I know the road and it isn't an easy one. Sending good thoughts her way.
Enjoy the day, if and while you can.