November 22, 2008
the sound of sighs are music to my ears
Oh my! Winter is here for sure. She showed up like a lazy lover, and now my heart aches to paint. These next few months will be filled with boots, cups of hot coffee steaming in harsh cold air, plaid coats, contented sighs, lost loves, and huge heavy snowflakes that sit on your eyelids. They sit poised for the next blink - the next sigh - the next laugh that wrinkles around your nose. And red noses. How could I forget? Everyone will have red rubbed around their noses and pink cheeks. I love winter.
And when I am not outside laughing at the site of frozen water molecules, art school is keeping me plenty busy. And guess what? I think I am finally learning how to draw, too...