Though it feels like spring rather than fall outside - it's brisk, a tad moist, the leaves haven't begun to change and our tomatoes and watermelon are still trying to ripen - a few days ago, fall settled inside my bones. My brain de-clogged itself of administrative work, the SRS installation is up, my synopsis is finished, words are coming more easily and I'm again feeling inspired to make things. Here is the short list of what I'd like to make: Green tomato salsa
Pickled watermelon rinds
A song involving tree branches
Peach chutney
A story about 1 year of my deranged adolescent life in a poke of a Colorado town
An improved studio with navy gray walls, orange cushions, sewing machine, standing desk and several pencils full erasers
A sweater for my home
A house cleaning experience accompanied by three lovely backup singers
A series of images blending stock photography and Chinese propaganda
Several choreographed movements
A greenhouse
One porch swing with attached blanket for winter star gazing