Sometimes, it’s possible to learn more when I am feeling lost.  Then, I have to really look around and try to find my way back, or  figure out what to do next.  I was lost once when I was a child. It was very scary, but exciting too. Otherwise, I would not remember this.  Painting is the same way.  Destruction of some of my paper pieces has led me to think about the road forward, the possible reuse of the wonderful paper…..the marks on the paper…transformed by an accident.  It’s interesting.

When the road is suddenly unfamiliar, I look up and think…hey, where am I?…..good question!