I am sitting here listening to Sigur Ros's album, Hvar-Heim Samskeyti, and it breeds a certain sort of contemplative mood. I have transformed quite a bit over the last two years...or so it feels. I suppose those that know me best are the ones to provide the true answer to that question. Things I felt were true in my heart have become a little more expansive and a lot less demanding or compelling. I feel a sense of peace and awareness. I am astounded by the people that come into my life and bring such depth and richness to my world. I have been out of my studio for the last three weeks or so, awaiting repairs. I am anxiously awaiting a return to painting tomorrow morning. The space is clearer. The clutter is gone, for now, and my mind feels sharp. I am anticipating that feeling of diving in, getting into the flow, and creating, creating, creating. Tonight, there is fluidity in this evening space, music filling the apartment, the swamp cooler churning, and my thoughts settling on the morning. The gap before the next expansion occurs.