This happened after a little reading about the Hundertwasserhaus. It's weird and I want to keep going with it. Wherever that might be. No idea yet. It's about home- a place to be in, and the home that is within. I suppose much of what I make is.
There has been a lot of self questioning in the last weeks... What I make and why? Wondering if there's a next to step into? And what it might be?
Can comfortable become uncomfortable? (The "do not repeat" painting actually has nothing at all to do with what I'm talking about...probably.)
In the meantime, there are moon cabin squares slowly being made. Another place to live...inside and out.
