For last year’s words belong to last year’s language
And next year’s words await another voice.
And to make an end is to make a beginning.
Today I decided to work with water soluble wax crayons and my neighbor’s reference book of photographs. She has quite the collection of beautiful orchids that she’s grown and photographed over the years. She’s in no rush to get her book back. I might play with it a little more. I owe her an orchid collage – but I am not sure which one to give her or even if I’ve created the right one for her yet. These are just little studies on torn 140 lb. cold pressed paper that I smudged in a corner, tore off the smudged part, and salvaged the rest. Good way to not throw out good paper!