August 10, 2011

Sketching mindfulness.



I started a new sketchbook. A record of liminal space.



Making marks   /   old friends in a new space: seeds and mandalas.



















Finding one thing to love in a place I don't want to be: crooked lamp in a waiting room.





















Seeing the sky: clouds.
















A breath, and a breath, and a breath. That's what I know.


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