BYE BYE SWEET SUMMER

Already bright pinks are  drowning  into purples, reds darkening to browns and greens draining to yellow.  Proud flowers are starting to topple over, burdened by their top heavy beauty.  
Now to the business of seeds.
Good to think of seeds during this time.  
What kind of art seeds do I want to plant now?   
End of summer marks a return to the studio where I'll find out, discover new ways to make marks with paints, pencils and ink and whatever else is available.   Facing blank canvasses fills me with dread, uncertainty and mountains of self doubt.  But these are my old friends, cronies who drop by the studio every fall for cup of tepid tea and stay for just as long as I let them.   I know them well.   If I entertain them too long they just get boring.
I'm really much more interested in the seeds

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