creative passions are changeable – thankfully. An artist is passionate about something and creates it and works upon it endlessly. Then one day to awaken and discover that that particular passion has waned. One can be quite passionate about pink – at 6 – and then more passionate about blueberries – at 63.
And that’s what’s happening. And what’s happening is good for my creative spirit. I’m grateful.
I’ll begin this this evening. Sometime later.
And what she said floated
as though above a waiting scroll
ancient to her.