These are some photos of my studio.  I'm forever paring down, scaling back, refocussing - whatever!  It's a struggle that I suspect I share with many creative folks.  Writing right now has got me in its clutches but I will finish my monster painting!

Yellow Crane Tower, Wuhan, China 

Home Again!

It is wonderful to be back in clean, quiet Canada!  I am overwhelmed with the enormity of what I have experienced in the last seven weeks.  I understand now why people travel through Asia.  It can stand a westerner on her ear and turn her head around 360 degrees, if she is willing.  I am dreaming like a madwoman, awakening in the night wondering what country I'm in right now.  I suppose what is happening is that my beleaguered brain is beginning to sort out all the images, sounds, smells and feelings.

In Guangzhou, I purchased a set of Chinese calligraphy brushes that come to a fine point, and in Wuhan, a chop with my name in Mandarin.  I don't know if I will actually use the chop, but it gives me confidence and reminds me of where I've been.  I know I will use the brushes.  They make the most elegant strokes, expressing grace and clarity.

 I feel so strangely changed.   What will my writing, drawing and sculpture look like from now on?  It could never be the same as before because I am not the same.