Observations (in the raw)
I am not big on astrology, but then I don't know a lot about it. And one shouldn't knock something that they truly haven't investigated. Right? So, from what I have read, we just got out of Mercury Retrograde. Three weeks of havoc, especially in communications. I am inclined to believe this is true. March was not my best month. Actually, all of 2019, so far, has been kind of wonky.
Creatively speaking, I am not sure I have finished anything really stellar this year. (Pun intended.) I have been bouncing back and forth between feeling somewhat stuck, to feeling creatively flooded, with ideas coming from everywhere. So much so, that I can't seem to settle on any one direction. While this is not totally unusual, my artistic endeavors have definitely been a bit more chaotic. As artists or as anyone these days, it's not uncommon to find ourselves burning the candle at both ends, but this has not felt normal.
But March is almost behind us and Mercury is back on track, so now I should be able to settle down and start producing something of consequence. Yes? Although, as I write this, I notice the wind is blowing like crazy right now. Spring winds always make me so...restless.
Pat Greenwell is an artist. A painter and sometimes poet, he has been searching the New Mexico desert for several years now, looking for lost possibilities and probable intentions.
"...mostly stream-of-consciousness stuff, you know...