in november the scenery starts to change the view from the sleeping loft. the house is not two floors, the loft is really the attic. we took the cheaper alternative and just knocked out part of the ceiling, pushed the roof up in the back and added some windows, a whole wall of them... so we could catch a water view when the leaves fall. this morning i saw the first little dots of reflection through the thinning leaves.
this afternoon i reworked an old what if using a wash of color as a ground for some reverse applique. dots. details here.
it reminded me of a mini coma. tomorrow it is time to return to the main coma. the year is almost over and i have been sidetracked. i have decided to replace the holiday frenzy with a slower form of consciousness.
