full moon. harvest. the light is different this afternoon. as though autumn would sweep through here any minute. i don't know if i've done what i've needed to do. autumn equinox. what am i reaping here? yesterday i told mary that i think i've come through this long tunnel of madness. to this. to this. to the realization that only art can save me. i told her, i need to give all my passion back to the art. back to mercury in motion. back to the writing and performing. all this toil. all this halting. all this unsteadiness. and yet, this deeper knowing the whole time . .that only when i'm with the muse am i happiest.
just heard that we're going to be exhibiting in brisbane, australia, september 13th, with 13 postcards from paris, as part of the new cdrom launch for papertigermedia. lovely.
