Sunday, February 28, 2010
I done stitching on this one. I have an old favorite shirt that's this raggedy and stained - no longer fit for wearing and yet I can't bring myself to take it out of the closet.
It was good seeing everyone up in New York and getting a taste of winter but it's so good to be home again.
I was reminded of how I used to seek refuge from a cramped and overheated home life by being outdoors for hours on end in the wintertime. The stillness and peace was, and remains, narcotic.