Why am I doing all this, anyway? This is a strange tangent for me to light out on. Or sort of. But then isn't, since my ultimate goal is to block print fabric, which will then be used for all kinds of costume and clothing and possibly sales applications.
And for pete's sakes: it's fun! Why is it so hard just to have fun without guilt or the pressure to turn it into something "worthwhile"? Dumb.
Flower of the western mountain
foot in the sea
head in the sky
(The mountain, not the flower. As far as I can tell, these flowers don't grow within breeze distance of the ocean. I just liked the rhythm.)

