Until the plexiglas comes in… I feel like I am at a standstill. Which really isn’t all that true. I guess I don’t feel that the Boxes are all that successful, which is too bad since they were the original focus of this whole project. Now they have taken a back seat to the plexi pieces, which I find so much more interesting and fruitful. Maybe I should just run with the energy that I have and not worry about what I am or am not accomplishing. I am worried, however about the weather getting colder and the change in season… Maybe I should start bringing the pieces into the house where the temp and humidity is about the same until I can get the studio set up in the south shed. Now I have to wait for the weather to cooperate and if there is anything that I have learned, its that the weather will never cooperate.
So here is a little worthless poem that I keep rattling around in my head:
Medical science will never define
the life it chooses to leave behind.
–I am grateful for the life that science let my wife keep, but what of the shards and remnants that are just useless pieces of what we once knew?
Tags: Cancer, Failed Poem, New Project, Waiting