Sunday, July 22, 2012

Documented






I've been saving the shells from the green eggs that show up in our eggs from a local farm.  The initial intention was to save the shells for use as pigment for egg tempera.  Have not gotten that far; but, I have documented the consumption. I haven't been painting, just picking away at work here and there.  Am so glad that I have at least documented my movements. My mother passed away on May 28th and within hours of the news found myself in the very hot, dusty basin of Phoenix.  Gone a week, home for almost 2 months and have been losing a sense of time and doing.  The gardens thrive, evidence of care and nurture. The eggs intimate the perfect vehicle for working through the silence that has entered my heart.

best,
deb.

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