…Of detail, burned, dissolved, and broken off
Like graveyard marble sculpture in the weather.”
–from Robert Frost’s “Directive”
Rejection makes things very, very real. I respect that.
Well. It seems like Spring is finally maybe actually possibly here, after a Spring Break that was notable for an utter lack of sun and heating oil (grim). But now: to work! I have been going to Sara‘s every Saturday, so it’s not like nothing’s been going on over here, and I have got more ideas that my dry little fingers can handle at the moment. If I can keep my dalliances into the realm of figures to a minimum (I’m supposed to be making nests on wheels, people) I should be able to make some serious progress over the next few weeks. And keeping busy, they say, is a good way to get over, you know, rejection.
P.S. These photos are from the most recent trip to Yachats, home to the best rocks in Oregon.