Broke the Block

So, as Saturday eased past I finished the new deck, worked hard on the new flagstone walkway, took some pictures (this one of Utah Valley some time after sunset), and wrote a good piece on my first experience in an art museum in Cologne, Germany.

Feels good.

writer's block

Yesterday I replied to an email from a student frustrated by her inability to write her thesis. My answered echoed her problem -- I am fighting writer's block myself.

So I turn to the camera, looking for forms that inspire creation -- like Joe Bennion's pitcher against a darkening sky.

Artists and writers and builders and musicians and plumbers make things. They form them, shape them, figure them out.

Writer's block keeps that from happening.

Looking at Joe's pottery sharpens my appetite to make something, and what I make involves words.

Wish me luck.