Wednesday, October 11, 2006
I think "Pomona" the Apple Head for Halloween is done shrinking up?
Made-a-little-eight-second-slide-show-about-it-goes-like-this: **Watch the fresh lady seem to transform before your eyes... and the apple does too** Thus will end our little side-show theater of shriveling sweetsop.
Managed to glue up some insulation foam as an underment for Tarn, the crow woman's bird-nature side. I propped up the rubber model as a guide-let.
"What the Artist does for their village is that which the soul does for the body." --Gabriela Mistral
"Fall down seven times, get up eight." --Japanese Proverb
Feeling a little dejected today. Nothing serious. Just discouraged over how fast my days go by without even slight progress on the project. Watching others growling along, getting in there, and making things happen for themselves. Wishing I could too. Knowing it is my choice. But not getting how I can choose into it when other things seem to need doing first. Not sure I can do what is required to exclude more than I do already. Confused at the moment. Waking up at dawn doesn't seem to influence my having more hours. It still gets dark about 15 minutes after dawn. Will this project require the exclusion of more than I'm willing to do in order for the project to get done? Or will a mitigating solution be for me to once again work to be satisfied with the most minimal of headway? Am I missing a gene? Hmm.