During a lovely visit with family this weekend, I had a chance to draw with my granddaughter. Usually she does her own artwork, but this time she dictated what I should draw for her, and then she added the pumpkin lines. Sweet, no? I love a gentle, bit-by-bit collaboration.
Weekends make me feel lucky. Time with family does, too. Writing has its challenges, but it usually allows me a healthy balance of work and life. When I dream, drive, chat with people I care about, take walks, do puzzles, and read, I think a lot about big picture questions that directly impact my art when I return to it. My art, in turn, helps me process the rest of my life and sift through the disorder for the patterns I crave.
Here’s to messy, leafy yards and glowing pumpkins. Happy Halloween!