Wednesday, January 02, 2008
I slept through Christmas. I'd planned to work but instead, I surrendered to the need for rest. I spent a lot of time thinking and dreaming without feeling compelled to transform it into art.I've started a diary again, in words photos and drawings. Things got a little ragged, last year, as I scrambled to adjust to the accelerating pace of my career. I let a lot of things slide – including the discipline of keeping a journal – but now, more than ever, I need to record. Not only will it help me to keep track, to remember, but also to understand, to feel at ease with who I am and where I've been. Like a ship's navigational log, it will help me plot more accurately where I'm heading.