Wednesday, December 21, 2011


The mythical pursuit of quiet time spent reflecting on ideas and time is an unending ambition of mine. Lately I have been less than successful in establishing such time with demands of social responsibilities, firing kilns, and attempting to photograph and market my work pressing down upon me. Yet, as with all sources of inspiration, working with active intentions of creating something 'great' can result in disappointment. It is only when the conditions present themselves as being appropriate that we may find what is sought. This is my current moment.

Hiding in the grass,
The moment at which
place and time close
their eyes

creating the breeze
at a cycle's end.
Tall stalks,

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