We saw (thousands!) of bicyclists, going about their daily rituals, with children in tow.
You could imagine what it would be like as a child, "en plein air" with careless breezes through your hair and the comfort of your parent behind you, on your way to the day ahead.
Rick was in that state of exuberance, stopping every few feet and chronicling that moment in vivid color as only he can.
(I am a bit partial here, as I think his photos are extraordinary). : )
The fairytale-esque architecture,
the fabulous fashions from around the world, stained glass, time-worn ceramic tiles
and building facades,
as well as the manhole covers, shadows, patterns and reflections on (and off) the floors and walls,
scooter seats, (shades of 'n Zeppel)
and trolley wires, (inviting 'n Zeppel)
the luscious food on our plates (!),
all contributed to a never-ending portfolio of yet unrealized tangles and reminders of familiar ones.
My little leather journal was alive with images sparking tiles I had not planned. Sketches of borders, floral patterns, carved corners, etched glass abound.
The tangles, as if breathing life onto the folios in my hands, seemed to grow in spite of me. This, as you all know, is just what tangling can do to a person.
The very act of tangling, brings to me whatever I seem to need at the time. . . be it calm, excitement, focus, happiness, gratitude, passion.
What do you experience when YOU tangle?
Since we've been SO preoccupied with our fall seminars and the roll-out of our new website, we'll send our promised "something special" to five (instead of one) of you who took your time to contribute to that blog post's comments.
Each of the following will receive a set of our new Opus tiles. Just email your snail mail address to firstname.lastname@example.org and we'll get those out right away!
And the "winners" are:
Art Lady Kate
We also invite your comments to this blog post and will send a randomly chosen commenter a gift in appreciation (perhaps not after so long a wait this time!)
Thanks so much!