Here is the painting that made up the postcard zines for October and November, text below. Thanks for reading!
“…shrank, leaving just enough space for two humans; the rest was wilderness.
All week, all I want is to be in the woods, to melt into Being and sketch the shapes trees make. But now it’s Saturday, I am in the woods, and I’m wishing. Wishing I could share the walk with him—the sunlight, the temperature of my hands.
Not so long ago I was alone. I don’t just mean that I was single, which I am still, despite the exciting emails. But I was trying to be enlightened and believed I shouldn’t need any of the companionship I longed for. Instead, I took lots of ambling, wooded walks while solitude wove it’s poignant silver light into every leaf, bramble, and sliver of shade to buoy me with a sense of intimacy I sometimes miss now.“