HELLOmynameisHeather

Same Not Sane

Leafy layers of tracing paper with final modifications blanket my studio. When this design is finished, I will have one more print to go.

I lay in bed this morning with my eyes closed for half an hour letting impressions of that final print soak into the backs of my eyelids. These images are elusive and transforming. Remember that Michael Jackson video where one person morphed into the next, over and over—Black or White? Like that.

The trick is to jot these ideas down without indulging in them just yet. I'm saving the last print for dessert.

One petal reads "Yes," the other says "Same"—don't mistake it for "Sane." I'm not there yet, but getting very close.

Hatching the Hoard

It was a happy hunt: Laffy Taffy, Starbursts, and Twizzlers a-plenty. It's a chocolate-free tradition—the melting hazard is too high. Thank goodness too, or I might snatch some of Charlotte's spoils. I can resist the rest.

Not that there has been a dearth of chocolate around here.

Despite my belly-aching, we had a great weekend. To switch gears from working to family time, I went on a short run Saturday morning. I returned ready to pause my projects and enjoy the moment.

Stop, Stop, Do not Hop on Mom

We have a HUGE easter egg hunt coming up this morning. Hundreds and hundreds of eggs. Perhaps hundreds of children too.

It's a rather fabulous neighbor tradition.

My sweetest memory of the hunt was watching Isaac head out onto the field to escort Elijah seven years ago—with teensy new Charlotte in a baby carrier on his chest. He was glowing with greed for his tiny little Charlotte—she's all mine. The three of them were a greeting card that day.

I'm in a bit of a fix. My neck has been kinked up all week, kinking up my schedule—much pain, no sleep. I'm beginning to feel better and have surrounded myself with printouts, in the throes of composing a new collection. I'm not thrilled about stopping.

Yet, the weekend is scheduled to the max. There's the egg hunt, then we have friends coming over to barbeque later on. Add to that Easter celebrations all day tomorrow.

Aah! I don't have time for so much fun. Stop the fun.