I listened to a story about Teresa of Avila on my drive. She was a 15th century Spanish nun who reportedly could levitate through her mystical devotion to god. I'm not particularly religious, but I am spiritual- and I found her to be oddly inspiring.
A did a high desert drive this weekend- saw a train racing across the desert at night, a coyote checking out what was going on and the rosy dawn, with the accent of smoke to add strange colors.
A sketch that became a painting. It's calm to have about.
But really, I was so tired this weekend. There have been fires around the area and it's like the smoke took it out of me. I was able to cook and clean, an that's about it. I'm ready to start the work week at least.