I’ve seen lots of water go over the dam this past year. Projects come and go. Some actually reach completion. There have been droughts, deluges, and cracks in the dam. I am holding up, maintaining sanity, enthusiasm, and outlandish pranks.
I am still very much focused on the natural world. I recently found a huge patch o Honeysuckle vines which I collected for my basket making class at the Gallery North Community Art Studio where I am on the faculty. I found beautiful little fruits on the Honeysuckle, collected some, sketched them, and will try to germinate them (new project)
For a long time my philosophy has been SMALL IS BEAUTIFUL. I squeeze myself into a Honda Civic. My man cave has a tiny studio where I make collages, write, nap, and draw.
Writing is a major part of my life. Going back over old journals, I find mostly trash. Nowadays, the blog – tomstock.org – finds me posting several times a week. This one will be #277.
I am happy and healthy. Nancy and I love to attend poetry events at the Walt Whitman Birthplace. Nancy is my spell check, and encyclopedia.
I love tending the garden and coking. I must get my fingers in the soil to feel the crumble and texture of grains falling out of my hands.
I am accumulating photos that exemplify my love for simple, uncluttered scenes. I continue to create collages. I will display two new ones at the holiday exhibit at Gallery North over Christmas.
Nancy and I love SMALL getaways. We browsed in 9 used bookstores in northern Connecticut. We visited Princeton and Lewisberg and New Haven, and Millerton, NY. Nancy is a great companion, she has improved my driving, and for many other reasons, I love her.
My world is a beautiful place and I revel in it. I celebrate my life and will keep on doing what I do.