I think our most inspired work comes as a result of being very awake in our life. Right now, I'm watching and feeling my life unfold--pulling it in close for a kiss. Wondering just what it is about the way a five-year-old girl's body moves that is so mystical. Thinking that orange popsicle breath is so fleeting. Feeling the way that little feet bounding to my studio door along shouts for hugs and good-bye kisses knocks at the door of my heart. Wills me to learn how to open it wider, and then wider still. The work and the words will come on some unscheduled day, probably at an uninvited time. But today, I am awake, and it is better than any dream.
