A Glimpse of My Process

Ideas for my "Glimpse" series come to mind every so often, but the execution of the idea has to wait for the right time. Yesterday I found conversing to be too much effort, and this morning I awoke with this thought: words are flopping around in my head like fish in a boat (a memory from childhood vacations at a lake cottage and fishing with bamboo poles in a rowboat). I realized an idea had been percolating and it was time to act today. Frame is waitinbg, corn flowers pressed, pulps being made for the necessary layers. Ready or not....