I am determined not to lose the sense of expanded time and space and light we had wandering in Italy.
But still, don’t lose today. Today is always the only one we’re in.
Siena, Lucca, Elba, Venice and Rome. We’re taking the trip I’ve been dreaming of since art school, forty years ago.
Day after hot dry day under the enormous blue skies of northern New Mexico we dug into the past.
Totally delicious retirement time. Time of my own. Then the phone rings.
An artesian well with a long handled pump for water, a rain barrel for outdoor showers. No electricity. We lived with the hours of sun
Clothes: all worn for important occasions but now unworn for decades and totally unlikely to ever be worn again. And then there’s the closet that holds everyday clothes – no, not today’s everyday clothes.
Tom Myers talks about body consciousness. I start thinking about expanding that body consciousness into the environment. Could ultra green be ultra yoga?
We are moving toward the front edge of spring and I am thinking about the fluidity of light and time.
I have spent my life being really that careful. Don’t spend it today. Don’t wear it today, don’t finish it today, you might need it more tomorrow.
1958: twenty years old and teaching at PS 39 South Bronx. The only thing I was really sure of was I wanted self-sustaining work and a place of my own.