Things have picked up for my studio work; I am motivated to meet deadlines and set realistic goals that are checked off and archived. Waking to lightning and rain (the strange mystery), I see myself steering for the first time in months. I am energized and daydream about making work, no longer To-Do. No longer What-If, How-Come, Why-Not. 

I ordered some basket reed and it arrived by way of USPS today. Soon I will soak it in the bathtub and wrangle it into a form, nest-like. I will buy paper already pulped and stretch it across the basket reed bones. I'll take fabric and yarn scraps and learn new things about twining and form and color.