But then soon began considering that. Leaning. Tendency really.
Is leaning into the moon really leaning into the memory of the moon? Since we know it so well to be a constant, is there really ever a New Moon? Is leaning into the moon really leaning on the moon? What is leaning? Is it resting? Depending? Needing? Pull? Are we always leaning? Is straying, in some kind of way, leaning. Leaning away, as it sometimes might happen.
I have been playing with splitting images. (Mentioned it in a post back here) The moon especially. Let it come in from one side and at the same time seem to be leaving on the other. So while leaning on the moon, to the left as it was, the figure is not leaning on the moon to the right as it is.
But I asked myself if the Early August Stray might not be leaning in both directions, by imagining a kind of rocking. Here just caught in part of that. Maybe a second later , in between, before leaning in the other direction.
Dancing in a way.
I cut the moons in half to do this, and laugh at how it is really only one moon. Old and New are one. More or Less. The dance simply embracing that.
This stray has not made it into this Saturday's Shop update. IN fact,I am leaning away from that whole thing already. I want to float in between. That is where I find clarity. I don't like either word. Gallery or Shop. I'm not with that. Those ideas. I'm just here. Offering a thing or two now and then. (something just now.) Dancing around that. Stop by once in a while.