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Wednesday, June 04, 2008

Rain Day...................



It's a big rainy windy day here.....the storm started around 4:30 am....the roof and some of the windows are complaining with extra loud sighs and creaks. I can already feel where the cold drafts are in this hundred year old house....and wish I had some of those long stuffed "draft pillows" to put against some of the doors.

I'm on my second cup of coffee but I am not disappointed by the day.....there's small tasks that need to be done.....dishes ...a bit of laundry....a quick run to the grocery store.....and I'm enjoying the books I brought....I decided today felt like the "right day" to crack opening "Drawing on the Right Side of the Brain."

In January I stopped writing....ironically a few weeks afterwards....I received second place in a writing contest judged by African journalists and just before I left....my award arrived....the huge two volume set book called "African Ceremonies." I actually met the authors....two intense women....one from the U.S. ...the other from England...who have spent ten years photographing ceremonies. I didn't meet them at a book signing or in a home...but on a back road in Niger....they had called our guide, Alberto, via satellite phone to let him know they would be in the area.....and we were in the area.....and so the arrangement was to look for each other's caravan. Amazing....our drivers found their drivers .....and we spread a blanket on the sand at our rendezvous point...and talked to these women....listening to how they crept across borders without visas...were chased by government officials.....or members of particular tribes who had qualms about being photographed.... some people believe a part of your spirit is attached to your image.

Anyways......I started doodling last month....( stick figure doodling)....and I brought the drawing book along to advance my doodling. I can't figure out if I'm going to write again or when.....I have brought projects along....but I feel like a wine bottle....corked and capped....and I just don't know if I can open up or even if I want to anymore....it is something I hope to figure out while I'm here.

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