I listen to audio books while I paint.
Occupies the mind and frees up the hands.
Get ‘em down at the library in town.
A dozen at a time.
But tragedy struck last month.
The fund raising came through and
the building campaign has begun.
All manner of tarps and dust and rearranging of stacks has left the audio books housed in the basement.
For the entire summer.
So I broke down and used some Borders’ gift cards and spent the ridiculous fee
to purchase a brand new book on tape.
The Way The Crow Flies
A magnificent choice.
She reads it herself. 25 hours
of superb story telling.
The perfect companion for the painting
of this tableau of transitions.