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At the still point of the turning world. Neither flesh nor fleshless;

Neither from nor towards; at the still point, there the dance is,

But neither arrest nor movement. And do not call it fixity,

Where past and future are gathered. Neither movement from nor


Neither ascent nor decline. Except for the point, the still point,

There would be no dance, and there is only the dance.

I can only say, there we have been: but I cannot say where.

And I cannot say, how long, for that is to place it in time.

T. S. Eliot, “Four Quartets”


I suppose I must be feeling better, because I am reading T. S. Eliot, and focusing intently to engage and undersand better his poetry. After my best and longest night’s sleep in a week, I strolled into Studio Eidolons late this morning, took one look at my desk, and said, Nope. I found a comfy chair and began reading.

Once the phone started ringing, I found another gear and sank my energy into new art business. Suddenly I appear to have a number of things on the horizon:

September 7-11. 11th Annual Women Artist Retreat at Stone Creek Ranch. Mountain Home, Arkansas. I’m excited that this is drawing closer. Deborah Lively has been such a joy to work with in years past, and she put me on the calendar long ago to teach this plein air watercolor workshop.

October 8-9. Edom Art Festival. Now celebrating their 50th year, this scenic festival, sprawled out over rolling pastureland punctuated by rustic outbuildings remains one of my favorite outdoor settings for a festival that draws thousands from the metroplex and surrounding areas.

October 12. Hideaway Lake Art League. Watercolor demonstration. I’m looking forward to meeting this lively group for an afternoon demonstration in East Texas.

April 28-30. Artscape 2023 at the Dallas Arboretum. I filed my application today, the first day of the announcement, and will wait in hopes of being juried in again. This is one of my biggest festivals of the year.

Though my symptoms are low, my energy level is not much better. I’ve spent most of the day stitching up the details for this calendar, and can’t believe it’s already gotten dark. Time to return to bed, I suppose.

Thanks for reading.

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