I just noticed how long it’s been since I posted! Amongst the stress and turmoil of this year lately I think I’m now just doing stuff for it’s own sake, or stuff that needed doing. I cleaned the yard. I cleaned my mom’s yard. I watched all of Sons of Anarchy in three weeks, then began rewatching it. I’ve gone for a bunch of bike rides. I cleaned the windows. All stuff that really isn’t of interest to anyone but me. Yesterday I went to a nearby lake with my mom after work and we just watched two loons swim around for 45 minutes. It was great.
I must admit summer is my least artistic season. In fall, winter, and spring I usually get a lot done, but summer doesn’t usually spark much in me in the art department. With the world so vastly different this year this hasn’t changed, indeed the massive social changes have probably deepened my feeling of spending summer just doing things for their own sake, not to share or to try to sell or anything. Just - watching birds, doing laundry, reading a magazine.
I did, however, feel one strong click. I finished the manuscript I said I was nearly finished back in February. I’m pretty happy with it. Will post about that some other time . . . watching a Fast & the Furious movie and listening to the birds outside tonight.