Clues float by
Beloved reader of this blog, whoever you may be. Even if you are just me. Hello. Welcome to this week’s muse. Last week I percolated and this week I probably am too. It seems like a whole lotta percolating and little else.
Imagine sitting in a boat in the fog, nothing stirs except the lapping of calm water. This can feel blissfully quiet or painfully overwhelming and it is, both at the same time. Every so often something drifts by in the water and it looks like a clue. I am collecting clues. I think this blog is a way to keep the clues together…
Things, unimportant objects framed in boxes… collections, 3D collages, ancient kitchens.