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8.20.2011
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At the end of chapter two, our hero began a new cycle. He turned his attention outward and focused on moving through the natural world, soaking up every sensation, intent on savoring the experience.
And for me, here, in a beautifully unreal, perfectly pleasant, upstate NY, in late summer, the story pauses and I follow the same path. The drawings have signaled a shift and I am listening. My immediate plan is to make sketches from nature until the next part of the story is ready to be told.
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