Shaman

.....happy to have paint under my nails after a day

spent in my studio.

a grey winters day........

grey days always find me quieter than usual....i tend to fold in on myself....not so much gloomy...or depressed....but...reflective....contemplative.....philosophical...

perhaps these are the times that my inner psyche is recharging .....a small holiday from the many daily wars i wage with myself...

i pulled over at this boat landing between calls today and drank in the grey dullness of the water.... while the rain poured in the window of my car.....even on this bone chilling...rainy day.... being near water nourished my soul.....as the crows sang to me a cacophony song of peace....