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I’ve always thought I was too old to start again. Even when I was laughably young. Even as I got up over and over and over again.

It’s different now. I can pick up the thread, but can’t decide on the metaphor (as I hold the remains in my hand): charred or rotten?

I think I need to stop thinking and just make marks on a page.

Thanks for doing that week after week (the mark-making part not the not-thinking part). And for the peek behind your portraiture.

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I advocate just making the marks, moving into the not knowing .... and sometimes in that process the knowing arrives (or maybe the ability to look back at the bit of trail and see the pattern).

I think sometimes the things we start/do/continue without fully understanding why end up being especially meaningful. It's okay to not know the end point at the outset. It may be that there really isn't even an end point. Are you going to do a 100 days of something...?

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I wasn’t even considering it. And yet.

Seed planted. Listened to some old CMP on 100s. Got inspired. Got antsy. Got stuck. Finally made some marks. Woot!

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That sounds good! I think I’ve said all my things in all those years, lol. It’s all out there. I’m glad you heard something that still had meaning. Seeds are good. Marks are good. I think some marks are always better than no marks. Back to your main hand?

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