February 2013

	I lock my desires away in a cage and then I want to know what the cage bars are made of to be sure I got the best bars.
2.1.2013

2.2.2013

2.3.2013

	Being present with pain. I was practicing in the examination room while waiting to see the doctor. Diagnosis: Sinus infection.
2.4.2013

	Keeping each kind of bug in its own box.
2.5.2013

2.6.2013

	Moment of escape.
2.7.2013

2.8.2013

	An elephant without a rider.
2.9.2013

2.10.2013

	Winter flower.
2.11.2013

2.12.2013

2.13.2013

2.14.2013

	I'm absorbed in accumulating novelty.
2.15.2013

2.16.2013

	Deep in drawing it all dissolves: my happy life, and my anxiety, gourmet treats, inferior taste, new toys, tossing the useless, comfort seeking, pain management; the mental loops that keep me grounded. In the flow of creativity the ground recedes, and my marks are pickaxes, mountain climbing along an axis orthogonal to grasping. How do I seek the summit? I note what blooms.
2.17.2013

	No one is climbing an imaginary mountain.
2.18.2013

	Blind media examining an elephant.
2.19.2013

	Three characteristics.
2.20.2013

	Surface flow. Unconscious thoughts revealed. Sharing my drawings is that mirror where I recognize myself through other eyes.
2.21.2013

2.22.2013

	Introspection
2.23.2013

	Untitled Unfinished
2.24.2013

2.25.2013

	Shams-i Tabrizi...
2.26.2013

	...and Jalal ad-Din Muhammad Rumi; as inseparable as space and time.
2.27.2013

	Naval gazing. Thinking too much about the breath.
2.28.2013