Irreverent contemplation

is part of my process. Of course there is more to it than that.

There’s the sketching out, lots of thinking, some dithering, deciding on materials and procuring them, determining size, scale, color, substrate (what all the pieces
attach to), figuring out how to do what I want to do, and knowing what the
point of all this is.
Once I’m finally ‘in’ and working, a project becomes very meditative, piece after piece after piece. With music on, or a book on cd.

My mosaic poem (I'm not a poet)

I have always looked for mosaics.
Never knew why. Just liked them I guess.

Pebble walks in the
Alhambra, the old floor at Otranto,
the simplest Pompeii black and white,
gorgeous, glorious Isfahan domes, and, oh my,
the New York subways.

Went out of my way to find them.

I looked from
the outside. One day
I looked from the inside.

The static fluidity of glass.
The matte and the glow.

Irreverent contemplation.

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