A midyear reflection—
It's September 1st. I'm sitting in my studio thinking about the year and who I want to be. I hear Nathan cooking to Hindustani classical music downstairs. I have the feelings but not quite the words. I feel myself growing, or rather undoing into an artist of some kind who I don't yet recognize. It's been hard for me. I don't know the next step. Growing feels a lot like falling. Unraveling.
September 1, 2017